Cows Passing Smiles

Sitting on

the bench 

of rough

distressed 

dirty wood. 

Dragonflies

call out

to the 

meadow cows

to

comfort 

this 

sadness. 

Healing 

me

with a 

concert of 

mooing and 

bellowing.

The dark 

Sadness 

floats up 

gently

like a

golden 

hot air balloon.

Cow smile

reflecting 

mine

allows

love to

spread.

Movement

of air and

sound

stop.

We just

sit a 

herd of 

cows and

me 

passing

smiles.