Tuesday, February 5, 2019

Miraculous New Life



There upon
The grassy turf
A brand new life
Has come to earth.

With shaky legs
And unsure feet
He searches for
Something to eat.

While circling in
The bright blue sky
A vulture watches
From on high

Hoping that
This life will fail
But, now he waits
To no avail.

I smile as mother
Licks him clean
And welcomes him
Upon the scene.

With gentle nudges
Of her nose
He's urged out of
His brief repose

And pointed to
The milky treat
Dripping from
A swollen teat.

But, those first bites
Are fairly small
As he responds
To mother's call

Who makes him use
Unsteady limbs
That must be strong
Against the whims

Of nature who
Has made him prey
But, hopefully that
Won't be today.

As he slowly
Gains control
She leads him 'cross
The grassy knoll.

With sometimes pause
For him to drink
She gets away
From birth's fresh stink

That draws them
Circling overhead
Still searching for
What they hope dead

'Til in the trees
She lets him take
All the milk
That she could make

And then she tucks him
On the ground
In hidden copse
Where he won't be found

While I in awe
Watch this new birth;
A miracle
Has come to earth.

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