Cattle Egret of Africa, and Now America

I Cattle Egrets have lifted my Spirits Here in Ft. Beaufort, dirty, not dirt BY choice, folk in small spaces Hide from Civilization, national mandates On Environmental Courtesies and Policies But these birds survive and thrive While feces flow from poor piping and bad human habits Making shacks (for income) in backyards In Sunny South Africa, developed nation Once basking in respect, Mandela's reputation II In cool Autumn, but "cold"to South Africans Cattle Egrets give me much to start working outside At Seven (am), the scores of them, commute again They leave in small groups of six to ten As disciplined as Corporate Employees My egrets often return ( or others?) to cattle field Across from my rented mission house, yield A sight with bobbing heads, walking with cows Pouncing on insects disturbed by moving hooves In Ft. Beaufort, Eastern Cape, they don't ride cattle ... Faithful commuters, discipline doesn't slide Thanks JESUS, LORD, creatures come home in scores I can watch, to uplift myself, or relax after daily chores NOTE: found on Bird Identification Site (will edit and post here) "The short, thick-necked Cattle Egret spends most of its time in fields rather than streams. It forages at the feet of grazing cattle, head bobbing with each step, or rides on their backs to pick at ticks. This stocky white heron has yellow plumes on its head and neck during breeding season. Originally from Africa, it found its way to North America in 1953 and quickly spread across the continent. Elsewhere in the world, it forages alongside camels, ostriches, rhinos, and tortoises—as well as farmers’ tractors."