The friendly cow all red and white,
A stray from the herd in the middle of the night.
Broke free from the group to blaze her own way
No others around to cause her actions to sway.
She wanders lowing here and there,
Not a worry in the world with all the time she can spare,
Able to do as she wants, to be free and ambitious,
And blown by all the winds that pass
Like a warm summer breeze through fresh cut grass,
Spreading the smells of the season
Carrying along with no rhyme or reason.