Congratulations Poetry Contest Winners!
Pour a delicious cold glass of milk and enjoy these winning entries!

1st Prize
Camryn, 1st Grade
Eldorado Elementary, Highlands Ranch

Daisy was a double dutchin’ drama queen,
She was the coolest cow you’ve ever seen!
She jumps her rope and moos her rhymes
She can jump 1000 times!
She’s such a super duper hopper,
No cow could ever stop her!

2nd Prize
Ellie, 1st Grade
Fireside Elementary, Louisville

I am a super cow,
But don’t ask me how.
I fl y around town,
Only touching down to deliver your milk.
You only have to call
Winter, Spring, Summer and Fall
And I’ll wiz to your door
To bring you more!

3rd Prize
Regina, 3rd Grade
Lakewood

The Brave Deeds of a Hero Cow
He’s a hero, he’s a cow.
Can you believe it “Oh wow!”
Now I know cows, and this fact is true,
He saves people by giving them
milk. “Hey I want some too.”

1st Prize
Hana, 5th Grade
Home School, Fort Lupton

Bessy Becomes a Hero
Th ere once was a cow, Bessy was her name;
She wanted to be a hero, and have some fame.
Bessy was part of an organization;
Th at helped needy families
be safe from starvation.
Th ere was a day when money arrived;
Animals of all sorts were sent
to keep people alive.
Now Bessy was alone, not to go along;
It’s going to be hard, but she had to be strong.
But then money came and Bessy was on her way;
She was sent to Africa, on that very day.
A family of nine needed a cow;
Th ey needed some milk, they needed it now!
Th ey ran outside, when they saw the truck;
It pulled into their driveway, oh what luck!
Bessy was now needed, a hero indeed;
She may not be famous,
but she helped folks in need.

2nd Prize
Jessie, 4th Grade
Burlington Elementary School, Longmont

My Hero
My friend picked me up
On my way home from school,
Checking the safety in the big pool.
She said there’s no problem,
But I heard a scream,
Someone had slipped on a bowl of ice-cream!
She ran toward the child,
As brave as could be,
Anyone would know she’s a hero you see!
She helped out the child who was wearing a vest,
Th en told my friend that she was the best!
In the next hour, she helped on a farm,
Did some chores, and worked in the barn.
She trapped a robber, she put out a fire,
And filled in for the person
who sang in the choir.
She gave us some milk
and took a long bow,
Oh!! Did I mention my hero’s a cow?

3rd Prize
Meg, 3rd Grade
Burlington Elementary School, Longmont

Cow Heros
The hero cows
They take some bows,
They have each done a deed!
Take more bows,
You hero cows,
You’ve each helped people in need!
One is only zero,
But she’s a hero.
Oh, yes, sirree, hurray!
Gala is a hero,
But she’s only zero.
It is Cow Hero Day!

1st Prize
Sammy, 6th grade
Wilmore-Davis Elementary, Wheat Ridge

A Super Cow
There once was a cow,
Both brave and bold,
Whose nose was pink
And cape was gold.

He had super speed
And laser vision,
But he had a very
Grand ambition

To rid the world
Of thieves of marts
And make sure each of them
Had good hearts

With a wink
He would fly away
Into the sky
Of the bright morning day.

2nd Prize
Kaci, 6th Grade
Home School, Broomfield

Cow Pie
A pretty young cow
Walking down the lane,
She gives creamy milk,
Daisy is her name.

Three nasty milk robbers
Jump out. What a surprise!
Daisy was far away
So no one heard her cries!

But all is not lost!
Look up in the sky!
It’s a bird, it’s a plane,
No, it is COW PIE!!

He’s come to her rescue!!
Please don’t be afraid.
I will get them, Daisy
“Stop milking this young maid!”

Then he kicked those robbers up so high,
And gave that pail to the milk guy.
I am glad he did that now,
For I can drink the milk of Daisy the cow!

3rd Prize
Daniel, 7th Grade
Home School, Arvada

The Bovine Who Freed the Lands
Once upon a time, in the castles of old;
There lived a young Holstein,
strong, cunning, and bold.
In shining armor, he did make his stand;
And frightened away, every villainous band.

Scared silly were others, knights such as he;
By dragons that feasted, and lived very free.
Then he got a message, from the castle’s queen;
That he could get milk, with a lustrous
sheen.

If he would but defeat, this monstrous brute;
From whose very mouth, fire would shoot.
The brave knight bull climbed up,
to the loftiest cave;
And there he espied, the green flying knave.

The bull drank some milk, to strengthen his bones;
And the dragon he cleaved,
like cutting through scones.
This young bull was a hero,
he had freed all the lands;
He was greeted again,
by the marching brass bands.

The moral of this story,
drink milk and grow strong;
Be healthy and happy, all the day long.

1st Prize
Sarah, 11th grade
Home School, Arvada

Alias Moona Lisa
Moona Lisa, quiet cow
Only in the daytime now.
Evening comes and she does go,
Out on her routine patrol.

In the dusky fall of night,
She slips away to join the fight
Standing up for those oppressed
Moona Lisa is the best.

She battles those who kidnap calves,
And also any who trespass.
When daylight comes she’s in her stall,
Being milked and standing tall.

You’d never guess that quiet she.
Would have a secret identity.
This heroine, amazing diva,
Alias our Moona Lisa.

3rd Prize
Marie, 10th Grade
Home School, Boulder

The Cow Poem
It’s funny how
a dairy cow
can seem so very
boring.

Though bovines may be beautiful
and full of funny charm,
Though bulls may be as chivalrous as
knights within their barn,
Cows can be so dreadfully boring!

But. . .

Late one night when the moon shone bright
and the stars were white and gold,
I witnessed a great miracle
that never has been told.

An angel up in heaven
had fallen out of bed
and tumbled through the galaxy
to Longmont Dairy’s shed.

With her halo tilted sideways
and a string loose on her harp,
she stumbled to the dairy
with a sad and troubled heart.

And there she met a dairy cow
who listened to her woes,
and fetched a warm, soft blanket
to warm her freezing toes.
The cow gave her a drink of milk
and sent her on her way,
but the angel never did forget
the good cow’s help that day.

And ever since that strange event
when heav’n and earth did meet,
Longmont Dairy has the perfect milk—
delicious, cool and sweet.

It’s funny how
a dairy cow
can be so very
boring.

2nd Prize
Trent, 12th Grade
Pomona High School, Westminster

No More Milk
Everyone knows this story you see,
About that cow, or is it just me?
Well if you can’t recall, the story quite yet,
Let me tell you about this cow I met.
This happened about 40 years ago,
A cow named Marry, put on a show.
On this fateful day, there was a terrible disaster,
All of the cows ran from their masters!
How were the people going to get milk?
From birds or snakes or dogs that’ll yelp?
Quick, AH! Somebody please help!
If someone doesn’t hurry, we’re all gonna melt.
And they have to do it, oh so fast!
Everyone is thirsty. How long willl this last?
Then all of a sudden,
Two men said “Hey!”
“We know we can fix this
There’s only one way!”
One was named Jim and the other named Reese,
They knew exactly how to make peace.
Jim raised his voice along with his arm. . .
“We’re going to start the
LONGMONT DAIRY FARM!”
The only cow that didn’t flee,
Said, “Hey you guys, don’t worry about me.”
‘Twas the last cow for a thousand miles,
You could tell she was there
from the glow of her smile.
She knew exactly what she had to do,
So she put on her cape and began to chew.
All of the grass that she could see,
From Longmont to Arvada she ate with glee.
All the people begged her for help,
So she flew and flew and delivered her milk.
The people cheered and clapped,
and called and cried,
“Oh thank heaven, you saved our lives!”
She said, “You’re welcome, would you
like some MOOO-RE?”
All of the people, dropped to the floor.
The milk was so good they couldn’t resist,
Milk was the first thing on everyone’s list.
But do not forget, she was the very last cow,
One cow to thousands of people. . . .
I asked her, “How?”
“Us cows are perfect,” Marry said to me,
I asked her “How now could that be?”
“No cow can be perfect,”
I said to Marry.
And she replied. . .
“Unless you come from Longmont Dairy!”

1st Prize
John Dockerty , Adult
Arvada

Hero Cows
Not long ago a tiny lad
was able to convince his dad,
that cows are heroes, ther’s no doubt,
and this is how it came about.

A hero cow, now there’s no way,
the father tried to gently say.
Nowadays, he told his boy,
it’s milk from powder, and milk from soy.

Indignantly the boy spoke up,
“You’ll never put that in my cup!
And just last night, Mom did decree,
“Whole milk’s what makes this recipe.”

Thinking of great creams and butters,
fruits of countless pulls on udders,
the father knew his son was right. Why. . .
what goes with cookies day or night?

Suddenly the boy grew pale,
but forged ahead to tell his tale.
“Imagine, if it’s not too scary,
a world without the Longmont Dairy!”

“Fear not!” Dad cried, “No way, no how,
So long as we’ve the mighty cow!”
Our bovine friends in rain or shine,
are unsung heroes all the time.

Heroes can do lots of things,
leap buildings or cast webs of string.
some run fast, and others faster,
but mine are happy in a pasture.

2nd Prize
Lydia Rueger , Adult
Golden

ANUDDER Perspective from a Dairy Cow
No phone booth do I need
to show the world that I am brave.
No mask or cape will help me when
there’re many lives to save.

I have no need for weapons,
or tools across my belt;
Abilities won’t surface—
I can’t disappear or melt.

I cannot scale tall buildings,
just a pasture’s where I stand;
Yet I know how to grow strong bones
for folks across the land.
When I see active, healthy kids,
outside having fun,
I know my milk is helping—
though my work is never done.

Am I a superhero?
Well, I think I do my part,
And making milk for healthy bones
is not a half-bad start. . .

Still directors holding movie deals
aren’t knocking on my fence.
(My character would be quite strong,
but my story lacks suspense. . . )

So meanwhile I’ll keep making milk
the way I know is right
Remember me, that udder-wielding
gal in black and white.

Quiet Heros
Cows may live on a farm
or in a pasture or field,
Most people don’t realize
the power they wield.
They stand there so quiet,
so docile, so still,
But beneath that disguise
they hide a great skill.
No, they don’t wear a cape
or fly like a bird.
Are they faster than a bullet?
No, don’t be absurd.
They can’t leap tall buildings
or save kittens from trees.
They can’t even hand you
a tissue when you sneeze.
No, the cow’s not a hero in the
conventional sense,
But she does so much more
than just Moo by the fence.
The cow is a hero to me and many more,
It’s not for daring feats,
It’s for the milk that we pour.
It provides us with calcium
to make our bones strong,
And vitamins to make our
lives healthy and long.
The cows may not know
that their milk is a treasure,
But WE know their power—
milk gives us great pleasure.
Yes, the cow is a hero
in her own special way.
So 3 cheers for the cow!
HIP-HIP-HOORAY!