I Count my Losses and Walk Away

by Wanjiku Njuguna

It’s not every laid egg that will hatch,
The silly mongoose will help himself to some,
One or two will go stale before their time,
The sly foxes may even have chicken for dinner!

Tick tock, tick tock and each day brings a new dawn,
A little one stirs inside the hard shell,
Away from the predators that kill for a fill,
Determined to live, to fight, and to overcome!

The soft patter of new feet fills the air,
The tiny clucking beaks compete for attention,
The soft coat of creamy feathers protects so delicately,
Even the dark of night cannot steal this away!

My chicks have finally grown,
The hawks have swooped and had their share,
My following is small but sturdy with no tears shed,
For I have learnt to count my losses and walk away!

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22-Mar-2012

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Comments on this Poem

Nice work, waoh dint know

Reuben Kamau
10-May-2013 00:26 AM

Nice work, waoh dint know

Reuben Kamau
10-May-2013 00:25 AM

Good sir

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22-Mar-2012 10:10 AM