A street cow is least disturbed
By the passers by who cross
by-
So is she, by those who cross
by
Her house, whose doors and
kitchen
Open to the lane where she
ambles.
It was my mission to cross
her house
But not in focus was her
vision.
Today, she made allowance.
Yes, at the approach of my visit,
She made her presence at the
door,
To take note of me and give
hers.
To move the unmoved is a
thrill.
03.05.2002
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