Cow on the road divider

It is now the monsoon time with  fine grass
With our tails chasing the flies off the road,
On leisurely afternoons of soft cud chewing.

The road divider promises  heavenly peace
For us cows, with fine breeze from passing
Vehicles gently kissing our shivering hides.

At times we wonder where they are going,
As they whizz past our recumbent bodies.
Breeze from the speed perks up our skins.

Squatted bodies spring surprises on traffic.
The screech of its brakes spoils our moods.
We quickly forget and forgive human follies.


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