My first taste of all Organic flavor - drinking sweet milk
Poured from a hanging Galvanized three gallon bucket
Squirted from a small herd of Guernseys into a container
After filtering the drippings from the sturdy barn loft.

All the hay, cats crawling across - searching for game, playing
On my deepening memories of my Father's strong hands
Removing steadily the flow of the liquid from the Bovines.
Loud ringing from the bottom - 'rich' cream, sugar-covered Cheerios.