burnt
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This came to me today while I watched a momma sorting out her grafted-on twin from the group of young hellions that were tearing around the pasture and then standing there quietly while it filled its tummy from her udder.
She couldn't seem to forget her own dead baby and after trying for a couple of weeks to get her to let it suck, I had almost given up on her taking it. She didn't take kindly to being put into the crate and made a statement with her hooves. All of a sudden one day the switch seemed to flip and they have never looked back since . . .
There's a Certain Satisfaction
There's a certain satisfaction that rewards the one who's tried
to help a calf get going, it's something more than pride.
There's a certain satisfaction that soothes the bruised shin
still bearing blue reminders of the hoof-prints on the skin.
There's a certain satisfaction that rewards the beaten hand,
kicked and crushed and aching trying to meet the calf's demand.
There's a certain satisfaction that rewards the furrowed brow
creased and lined from worry, but it isn't always "now".
There's a certain satisfaction from looking in the momma's eye
knowing that the fight's forgotten and now we even wonder why!
There's a certain satisfaction - it lasts much longer than today
cuz it gives resolve to try again if necessity should say.
There's a certain satisfaction creeps across the work-week's end
it allows the soul to soften and the weary back unbend.
JES, 08/06/2011
She couldn't seem to forget her own dead baby and after trying for a couple of weeks to get her to let it suck, I had almost given up on her taking it. She didn't take kindly to being put into the crate and made a statement with her hooves. All of a sudden one day the switch seemed to flip and they have never looked back since . . .
There's a Certain Satisfaction
There's a certain satisfaction that rewards the one who's tried
to help a calf get going, it's something more than pride.
There's a certain satisfaction that soothes the bruised shin
still bearing blue reminders of the hoof-prints on the skin.
There's a certain satisfaction that rewards the beaten hand,
kicked and crushed and aching trying to meet the calf's demand.
There's a certain satisfaction that rewards the furrowed brow
creased and lined from worry, but it isn't always "now".
There's a certain satisfaction from looking in the momma's eye
knowing that the fight's forgotten and now we even wonder why!
There's a certain satisfaction - it lasts much longer than today
cuz it gives resolve to try again if necessity should say.
There's a certain satisfaction creeps across the work-week's end
it allows the soul to soften and the weary back unbend.
JES, 08/06/2011