Two mothers with one same dream,
To love and protect, raising their own.
Mother hen foraged everything for chicks,
For they are loud and helpless, feeble and small.
Great start for the queen, as she laid to feed.
Kittens who are quiet that suckled their way.
But the chicks then followed, saw and learnt,
That danger lurks and scarcity is real.
The growing kittens played and chased.
Awaiting mother with dinner and milk.
By two full moons mother hen weaned them all.
For they now are able despite the feathers.
“Find your own scran and fight your battles,
Though together we still are in our flock of greatness”.
The kittens are now large but what could they do?
Their mother had not shown them the hunt in the woods.
Two mothers with one same dream.
But a different beginning and a different end.
