a final graze
before frost
finishes the field
Cows’ Horizon
Never Stopping
crosses the boundary
of forever
Soft Saunter Of Colors
late summer
climbed the hill
making way for autumn
Ordinary Hero
summer stalwart
holding up the sky
fending off fall
At the Top of the Rise
first bale
makes the road
for all others
In The Pause
winter’s blanket thrown off
everything simmers
not quite ready to rise
Eventually
snow tiger-ed hill
eventually will
change her stripes to green
Herd on the Hill
the gentle slope
the tender grass
sweet lazy grazing