There are birds enough to sing for every one, butterflies enough to go around, and so many flowers we can't always keep the cattle and horses from tramping down and even devouring beautiful ones, like Daniel thought the lions would devour him--but they didn't.

Wouldn't it be a good idea, O Lord, for You to shut the cows' mouths and save the cowslips also; they may not be worth as much as a man, but they are lots better looking, and they make fine greens.
It doesn't seem right for cows to eat flowers; but maybe it is as right for them as it is for us.

The best way would be for our cattle to do like that piece about the cow in the meadow exactly the same as ours: "'And through it ran a little brook, Where oft the cows would drink, And then lie down among the flowers, That grew upon the brink.' "You notice, O Lord, the cows did not eat the flowers in this instance; they merely rested among them, and goodness knows, that's enough for any cow.

They had better done like the next verse, where it says: "'They like to lie beneath the trees, All shaded by the boughs, Whene'er the noontide heat came on: Sure, they were happy cows!' "Now, O Lord, this plainly teaches that if cows are happy, men should be much more so, for like the cows, they have all Thou canst do for them, and all they can do for themselves, besides.

So every man is blessed, because Thy bounty has provided all these things for him, without money and without price.