Much like cattle,
the sounds we make
speak more than words
that often skirt the truth—
that cannot release
the real stress like
the intonations of
a moan or groan.
Between us
another language
animals comprehend,
and when surprised
or truly overjoyed,
a melody of accents—
sweet poetry that will
never grace a page.
You make me think of the old Christmas myth that on the night of the Christ`Child’s birth all the animals found their voices to join in the carols! Nice . . .
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