Lamb
The young lamb arose
Shaky damp from mothers
Womb seeking milk
It wobbled and plots its path
Not yet seeing but
Moms tongue tickles
His bum and guides him
Warm satisfaction milk
Strength begins to flood
This weary little soul
And now a new life will
Cascade him into the
World adventurer at best
Copyright © Kelli White | Year Posted 2024
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