jiggedy jig...where there's a steady quiet
where the stars shine bright
where you can watch the moon's 180-degree path
where laundry hangs on the line
where 'regular' begins to return
where friends are only a knock away
where family is always there
where you must wipe hay out of the washer
where you hear a tail wag slapping on the garage step in the middle of the night
where you find a random cow hoof in your lawn
where Farmville has lost its luster
Poetry...love it!
ReplyDeleteRandom cow hoof or random sheep turd??? Ya just never know, do ya?