Snowy White Goat

On a faded maroon armchair, lies a few
furry objects
And in the centre of attention, is a
snowy white goat
Press its tummy to receive a peculiar
noise
A bleating sound, enchanting throughout
the room, clear as a crystal
Run your fingers through it’s soft,
delicate fur
wind your fingers around its pale brown horns,
protruding from its head
lose yourself in the two, round, dark
eyes, as it stares at you.
Admire it as a whole, putting those
elements together.
Born in the year of the goat, it
brings back memories
of Korea, my birthplace
of my first visit to my birthplace
Brings back memories of the ten year old girl,
A memorable object
The little snowy, white goat.