Simple Verse.25. Mother Hen And Her Little Chicks Poem by Valsa George
Simple Verse.25. Mother Hen And Her Little Chicks
The Mother hen with her happy brood
Of newly hatched chicks like balls of wool
Has come out of her coop, for an outdoor hunt
Days together she has been sitting in brood
Without food in a semi trance mood
Until from the eggs, all the young ones were out.
Today she is the proud mother to a dozen chicks!
With her feet, she vigorously rummages
The dry leaves under which are worms and white ants
With the alacrity of one looking for a treasure hidden
While the little ones happily feast on them,
The mother hen pecks at bigger worms with her beak
And killing them, she leaves them behind
For her little ones to so avidly devour
The tiny chicks in blissful self abandon run and play
Some climbing on their mother’s back
And some chasing little bugs leaping from the hide
Soon the vigilant eyes of the hen caught a frightful sight
An eagle, reeling round and round in circles in the sky
She knew it had targeted none but her children
Sensing danger, she made a cackling sound
To alert the chicks who were scattered here and there
In seconds, each sought shelter under their mother’s wings
Some unruly stragglers who were a little away
Hid themselves under dry leaves and tiny bushes
From the latched confines of the chicken coop,
This is the babies’ first day out! It made me wonder
Who taught them to improvise this vanishing trick
To escape from the clutches of their enemy
Life, I thought is a game between the predator and the prey
And Nature equips both the parties to be the victor!
Nature provides for all who are willing to learn Thanks Valsa-10
Wonderful word play.Enjoyed reading .created a vivid picture of the hen and the chicks and the poem ends on a thought to ponder on.Thanks .Yet another hit.
Beautiful rendering of chicken and her family on a first day out. Careful and close observations are wonderfully captured in the poem. You followed it with a nice picture. I wonder is the picture first or the poem.
May be failing once. But the predators are victorious in the next chance. The hen has a language of sounds to teach and warn its babies. How this large family goes around in a group with fun is beautifully described!
Brilliant. Poem with a story. Bubbly and bouncy words, keeping me engrossed until the end; of course hoping that the chicks will not be eaten this time (unlike the Tommy who eat the eggs) . Very interesting. You come out with diverse writing. Going to add to my favourites. Going to add the Tommy cat too. LOVED IT.
Beautifully written, a story that is the mystery of nature in all it's different colours as instinct to survive is so powerful.
The Mother hen with her happy brood speaks about wonderful sense of humor in this interesting sharing really. Nature equips both the parties to be the victor! Very wise, interesting and excellent sharing....10
Wonderful keen observation and from it the conclusion, Life is a game between the predator and prey And nature equips both the parties to be victor.! Enjoyed reading the verse. Thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/21/2024 12:32:29 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A fun read. Thanks, Valsa.