Goat Keeps a Secret item - # 7856

This original, one of a kind acrylic painting is varnished and ready for framing. 

Black, blues, cream, green

Medium: Acrylic on panel

Size: 5" x 5" 

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In a village remote, near a tangle of trees,
Lived a goat who was shunned and regarded with tease.
She’d nibble at nettles and nap in the shade,
And never responded when queries were made.

The children would whisper, “She knows things, you see—
Like where Father hides his old flask and his key,
What Grandmother muttered when baking her bread,
And what Uncle did when they thought he was dead.”

She stared with a gaze both indifferent and deep,
Then turned on her heel and went back to her sleep.
She'd witnessed the vicar misplace his toupee,
And watched as Miss Enderby tiptoed away.

They offered her bribes, both in gold and in grain,
But pressing her secrets was always in vain.
A silent old sage with a beard full of leaves,
She outlasted summers, and winters, and thieves.

Though mysteries flourished wherever she sat,
The goat never tattled—not even to cat.
And so when a scandal emerged from the choir,
They blamed it on weather, or faulty church wire.

Now statues grow mossy and fences decay,
The goat, rather yellowed, still chews through the day.
She’s silent, serene, with a smirk near her snout—
A keeper of secrets the world can't drag out.