Emma's Paradise

My Paradise 

Calves moo loudly, hiding in the corners of the shed.

Spiders jump into action, crawling into the dark.

Sunlight shines through the dirty glass window.

Tiny bits of shattered bark fly pass me as the strong wind carry them away.

Leaves scatter over the damp ground making it very slippery.

The slightest wind whispers “Come and play with me…”

A family of calves block the entrance energetically as I try and rush my way in.

Hollow fences covered with moss holding the cows in.

Every second a new calf is being born.

Water slams down to the ground making big puddles to jump into.

Lush, quiet, enjoyable.

My paradise.

By Emma .