Cows

There are no cows this morning.

the clouds are dark,

the wind is strong,

but there are no cows this morning.

The table is littered with mugs and music,

the phone is outstretched and origami abounds,

the Kleenex box is empty of comfort,

but there are no cows this morning.

The sleeping bags are scattered all over the floor,

a family of shoes hangs out by the door,

the bird is awake and singing us a song,

but there are no cows this morning.

We all have a cold to bring home today,

long talks have been frequent with laughter and tears,

the healing will begin in spite of our fears,

but there are no cows this morning.

- Sarah J. Fernald, 2/16/92