Winter Sacrifice

The cow trundles through the diamonds

It Seems the fence was lowered by the old tree some time ago

Now To be cut up into manageable pieces

For the hearth and stove on cold nights

And the sweet scent of smoke will rise

To join the clouds and roam the earth

Just as the cow


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