Blustry Blistery Blowy Day
It was a blustery, blistery, blowy windy day.
My heart said something special and mysterious is headed my way.
My husband stated it is just an ordinary October Tuesday.
But what do I now see falling our way from the sky’s clouds of gray?
It is a cow! I scream. Slow down please! I now begin to pray.
That it would not fall on our car and break our windshield today!
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2022
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