Walking near home, <br />North Carolina tobacco country, <br /> <br />I came upon a great sow, <br />must've weighed a ton or more, <br />dusty, pink and human-like <br />and so afraid of me, <br />cringing there in the dust <br />where she was rooting <br />as I tried to reach out and pet her. <br /> <br />I could see her struggle, <br />wanting me to come close <br />but not quite able to trust. <br /> <br />Oh, piggie, I thought, <br />Your owner's beaten you, <br />and you can't come <br />out of your shell, <br /> <br />and sadly, all I could do <br />was utter some loving words, <br />throw the dear a kiss, <br /> <br />and continue on my way.<br /><br />Max Reif<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/pig-3/
