A Birthday Poem Poem by Ted Kooser
A Birthday Poem
Just past dawn, the sun stands
with its heavy red head
in a black stanchion of trees,
waiting for someone to come
with his bucket
for the foamy white light,
and then a long day in the pasture.
I too spend my days grazing,
feasting on every green moment
till darkness calls,
and with the others
I walk away into the night,
swinging the little tin bell
of my name.
this is great! ! ! just the poem have wanted to read, birthday poems are just cool and this is the best.
I do say, that I have to agree with you. I write poems myself, but I don't know if there good.
Tedd Kooser, Hello, This poem was refreshing. To be able to identify with nature; animals, wind, birds- is what I enjoy. Cows grazing under the sun; simple, understandable and just simple eneought to be understood. Great poem. Blessings to you...........Kathy
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12/1/2024 11:02:53 AM # 1.0.0
THAT SHOULD BE THE BEST DAY OF YOUR LIFE.