You throw me food
Should I eat it?
You come closer
Should I run?
You keep trying to talk to me
Should I respond?
You make these weird sounds
Like a dying animal
Should I correct you?
Again and again you come
Trying to win me over
I’m close to losing this war
Should I even try?
But I am lost
With nowhere to run
I am hurt and cannot fly
Must take food or I shall die
I hop slowly steadily forward
Grab the piece of food ahead
Eat it slowly
Suppressing my joy and I
Realize…
It’s good.
Now I trust you
Strange tall creature
Now I allow you in
My gooseful world
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice poem on trust and kindness