Raising it's tail to the air.
Chasing and running from the air.
Jumping and kicking.
Smells the grass,
Tries to test and
Leaves it.

Mooing in a soft soprano voice,
Asking the mother,
Grazing near by.
To be sure she still
renders love.

The mother replies
With a mooo!
A simple utterance,
An obvious assurance.
It jumps again happily.
Like a kid running
To meet a mother
Coming from a long
Journey.
Sucking the milk,
Carelessly oozing
Sideways of the mouth.
Head-butting it's mother,
Forcing her to kick the air.

It enjoys happy moments with the mother.
Except the jail terms
In the afternoon.
That protect
It from the jungle thugs.
© Kwanele Khumalo