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We're going to have a complete change of pace for this month's "Tip". A while back, a lovely lady (Ann Sherwood of Springfield, MA) wrote to me and sent this poem. I am hereby passing it along to you-all for your enjoyment.


The goats I now tend are in curio case,
'cause I'm classed as an old senior cit.
But I pen many poems to the caprine race,
In fantasy, sentiment, wit.

Many years in the past I kept Norska does,
And a herd sire noble and proud.
But soon in city limits goats were "no-no's"
And odiferous bucks not allowed.

I remember those days.. each milk-doe and kid...
Heaving the hay bale, grain bag, trimming hoof,
And a tear trickles down from wrinkled eyelid.
Snow and rain trickle through goat shed roof.

But forever I'll nurture a tender spot,
In my capri-corny-ous heart:
And to further goat culture some lines I'll allot,
Collect goat portraits and objets d'art


I can't speak for you, but this poem really touched some chords in my heart. Thank you, Ann Sherwood, for sharing with all of us.


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