Black And White Poem by Gill Moore

Black And White



The herd of friesians are no more
the marsh is empty now
where once they stood and chewed the cud
no more the grazing cow

The milking sheds are empty
the dogs just round up sheep
the herd of friesians are no more
I hear the cowman weep

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