In the dark of early morning,
I lead the horse out to pasture,
her big jaws grinding
in anticipation
of her morning oats,
her big feet clopping along
next to mine.
It is so early,the rooster
has not yet crowed,
and, in the bushes,
the little birds' heads are all
tucked up under their wings,
resting up for their busy day
of feeding and twittering.
The dogs are subdued
in the dogyard
by the still darkness.
A slice of moon gleams
above the tall pines,
and one would think this earth
was an Eden, put here for our delight.
I wonder what kind of Eden
we will all co-create today.
Have a good one, kids!
