Cow And A Calf Poem by Nash Thomas

I heard the cry of a calf,
It was a brownish one,
Its eyes were a lovely pair,
Showed a childish play of nature,
Its cry was for feeding on time,
When hewas near to his mother,
We saw the lovely move of both of them,
To care and nurse its child,
When we were near to the lovely calf,
Her eyes were in feared style,
She was surely doubtful about our deeds,
She tried to care for the child,
When I untie the Knot to feed him,
The mother served with tongue messages,
With a cradle song, which we cannot express,
Both were in a joyful mood,
Didn't pay any attention to outside,
Remained in her dreamy life,
To nurse her child, andnurse us,
The calf was crying,
His neck was moving like on spring,
He was looking the nature to gain the new nature,
Bathed with a tongue of love, nursed him calmly,
The child stopped his cry, a look at the face of the mother,
The face of the mother showed a joyful mood,
Each one in nature has its own style of joy,
Teaching makes all of us in the doubtful stages,
To know the real joy, we need to see them at that time.

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7/12/2018,17.37 PM, Kadammanitta.