Mother’s Day on the Homestead

The barn is loud by morning light,
With tiny hooves and playful fights.
The coffee’s cold, the chores are long,
But somehow still… the days feel strong.

The mama goats all softly call,
To babies big and babies small.
They nudge them close, they stand up tall,
And somehow always love through all.
A mother’s work is much the same,
Though ours may look a little strange.
With muddy boots and hay-filled hair,
And twenty things that need repair.

We feed the kids, we mend the fence,
We lose our minds at least “ten-tenths.”
Yet in the chaos, dirt, and noise,
There’s endless love and endless joy.
So here’s to moms both far and near,
Who wipe the tears and calm the fear.

And here’s to goats — because somehow,
They teach us all to love right now.
Happy Mother’s Day to every mama
human, goat, and everything in between

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