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Lady Cameron and Cow
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Lady Cameron and Cow
Not at first did she notice the
loosening of shackles.
It took every well
she ever called hers
to dry up before the first hint.
But as the bats in her stone house
now called that place home,
prison bars began crumbling.
'Shedding the stuff!" A banner in her head.
Tight shoes from the walker,
barnacles from the grey whale,
unfit mate from the sad young heart.
The liberation of loss was upon her
to stifle the ache
to salve the wounds.
She had after all her rings,
and a fine highland cow called Doris.
