This is what our selfishness creates
In cows that be
Tender beautiful compassionate souls
Who matter honestly
Grass under their feet
That tiny hint at freedoms core
Romping with excitement
Like they never had before
As humans we should see the love
And care
Written in complete darkness near the Ashridge Forest
It is said that it tends to be prevalent on trees feeling stressed in some way a few kind words now and then wouldn’t go amiss, but let’s count ourselves fortunate that these tiniest of beings have seen fit to choose our tree incidentally there are two groups so any remedial chemical reaction from us would harm the good guys