a chick in hand…“Learning,” my poem

loving a creature…

She was happily proud

to show me the new chicks,

her loving hands firmly full

of the downy creatures,

she taught me how

to gently stroke them,

my hand, suddenly,

it seemed too hard

for touching,

I stretched one finger

to the tiny heads,

I wondered how those peeps felt

in that tiny moment

of such awful risk

that they couldn’t imagine,

I wanted to whisper,

in gentling words,

that there is no danger

in her warm hands

or my careful caress.

May 18, 2023

“Learning: was inspired by Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer’s “Springing” on May 17, 2023, on her website, click here

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