An Irish couple buy some fertilised duck eggs and they hatch.
But then they're missing!
The cat is licking her lips.
Oh No!
They follow the cat to her snug in the barn.
She too has given birth.
Snuggled beneath the cat's protective paws
Are suckling kittens and DUCKLINGS!
Had those dear ducklings hatched an hour earlier
Or later
They would have been cat food.
But around the birthing time Missus Cat was only a Mother,
Mothering anything that moved.
Mother Nature breeds such Motherly instincts.
A thing of Wonder.
A story that happens to be True.
Since then those ducks grew up
But still followed their "Mother"
Everywhere she went (within reason) .
An unshakeable bond,
Lasting for ever.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An absolutely pleasing narrative piece, well articulated and elegantly penned in beautiful diction with insight. Lovely poem, a smooth flow for joy. Thanks for sharing Paul.
It was quite a story! You would barely credit it. But it's true.