Twilight Tale
See the green grass tufted well
From pastures back to barn
Low the sun falls in the west
'Tis time to hear a yarn
Shoo the flies,
bat the eyes
Chew the cud so slow
Round and round and round the calf
Chase them out the row
For twilight comes to winter's night
'Ere the moonrise full
So draw the pail,
to living's flow
Let thy feet onward go
For yonder kitchen's jewel.
:-)