Proud mother observed as he was born
Rain was dripping off her left horn
Only just twenty-three inches long
Not much more than seven pounds he weighed
Got to lie in the sun; there's no shade
Horses he outruns when one week old
Only the cheetah can run faster
Rampant killing was near disaster
Now space is gone; no more can be told
SImply superb acrostic, Kim.................10+++++++++++++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thanks Kim Very nicely put together
Comment appreciated, old friend.