When the cows come home the milk is coming,
Honey's made while the bees are humming;
Duck and drake on the rushy lake,
And the deer live safe in the breezy brake;
And timid, funny, brisk little bunny,
Winks his nose and sits all sunny.
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Aww bless, so sweet, reminds me of my days when I was a kid living in the country watching the cows go home ready to be milked, and watching the little honey bees flying around, makes me yearn for those days.......
Sanity.
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Simple, but vivid descriptions. It makes me think of a farm. The deer live safe line speaks to me, living in a hunter dominated environment. This is a great poem.
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