Cow at the Creek

 Quietly chilling with the shadows of the night.
  Thought I saw the beam of a flashlight.
As I slid my hair behind my ear,
  To help me focus on the things I might hear.
I jus sat there listening, my mind in deep thought.
  A few more beams, my eyes had caught.
As they kept their flashlights close to the ground.
  I heard the pain in a sad MOO sound.
I listened to a horse as he took each step.
  Moving closer to where the Cow was kept.
Maybe he was checking the barbwire,
that made the fence line.
   I heard it again that sad MOO whine.
 I knew something was wrong with this Cow at the Creek.
   I was really starting to worry cause her cries became weak.
    So I looked to the Stars and I prayed for the best.
Then the sound of a gunshot, made it clear, the Cow now laid to rest.