Caren Krutsinger Poet Free verse

Unhurried Buffalo

unhurried buffalo sits in a corner of the prairie
watching things happen in slow intervals
hearing birds' tweets, cheeps, screeches and whistles
enjoying the sun warming his back,
recognizing nature's beauty in a soulful way
understanding the season and the climate
thanks to God's gift to him of many observant years

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Quoth Theraven December 7, 2021 at 8:14 PM Caren, Your 'Unhurried Buffalo' ... seen 'em many times. Still leaving tracks in a life. -Richard Caren Krutsinger December 8, 2021 at 5:32 AM I appreciate your visit Richard

Shirley Hawkins December 7, 2021 at 2:45 PM I think we all turn into buffallos as we get older. Observing from the sideline. Great Poem, Thank you, Caren. Caren Krutsinger December 8, 2021 at 5:32 AM Thank you Shirley

L Milton Hankins December 7, 2021 at 11:35 AM Beautiful, Caren. I have watched buffalo, sometimes in a herd, just sort of moseying along in a field like this. I liked this poem very much. Caren Krutsinger December 8, 2021 at 5:32 AM I love the way they mosey along, unhurried