The Break of Dawn

two white and black cows inside shed

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It was dawn when they arrived.
Two orange beams of light
Cutting tight between the lines of furrows,
And illuminating trees.
Her baby stirred.

It was dawn when they arrived.
Gravel crumbling under tyres.
A slither of sun crowning the hill,
And puffs of cloud lay as still
As her sleeping calf.

It was dawn when they arrived.
Two brown rubber boots crunching
On grass, still tipped with frozen dew.
A banging gate. A magpie flew.
The baby shook.

It was dawn when they arrived.
Two white hands and a noose.
A gate held ajar by a damp lump of wood
Four white walls, a nest of hay,
A trembling baby stood.

It was dawn when they arrived.
Two blue eyes trailing the floor,
Stealing her crying calf out of the door
White walls, empty bed, empty floor
Her mother stood – alone.

It was dawn they left.

2 thoughts on “The Break of Dawn

  1. Catherine Brown

    Your words are so heartfelt and so true, yet many do not listen. This is what upsets me. They know but they don’t care enough…. they come first…the cow and the calf appear to be there for their use….and still they proclaim to be animal lovers. 😢

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    1. EilidhGClark Post author

      It is very sad and i think using various platforms to share this message is important. Try to stay positive my friend and share your voice in whatever way you can but do it peacefully.

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