Isabelle grazing. Photo by Claire Weldon.
Isn’t it amazing
That the byproducts of grazing
(which most of us call cow poo)
Can be mixed in the ground
Where gardens abound
And grow better food for you.
Those ordinary grasses
When passed through the asses
Of cows (and others that chew)
Gain special powers
In those dark hours
When moving digestively through.
Yet that’s not where it ends
For those ruminating friends
Have talents beyond making poo
All of those grasses
Are converted in masses
To milk, meat, and flatus, too.
Cellulose is no match
For rumens with a batch
Of helpful bacteria stew
They break down all those grasses
Into glucose and gasses
The energy they need to say “moo.”
Bit of Earth Farm 
Bravo, Claire!