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happy cows die dancing
or so i've always heard
happy pigs die laughing
and birds die rhyming words
the moon is yellow
again tonight
the rain softly falling
how can the moon be shining
i wonder
when the sky is hidden in clouds
even so
some things just are
like spiders waiting
wide awake all winter
just to trap a fly
and rabbits sleeping
all day long
just to play all night
but mostly i wonder
about the smooth round rocks
along the sides of the stream
are they asleep
do you think
or simply resting
and what do you suppose
is on their minds
kicking rocks as i walk along
i take it all for granted
summer days and autumn nights
childhood and fishing poles
how can life not be
forever and ever
how can tomorrow
be any different than today
the best thing of all
is the deep cold spring
seeping up through clay and sand
filling the hidden wallow
with milk-white water
protected from a blazing texas sun
by giant oaks
huddling close together
even while we scream and play
splashing for hours
chasing the cows away
i wonder how the water
can be so cold
when the summer is so hot
but i don't really care
some things just are
©2005 Jim Sutton
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