A Two Feet BundleA Poem by DayranLittle People Series : I' Uhh? ' said Peter when he saw the rabbit bouncing off the grasses. It almost landed at his feet. It quickly moved away but turned to look at him. At all of two feet and one and half years of age, Peter was until then viewing the dragonflies and butterflies as they flew by the dew laden grasses. His mother was hanging the clothes to dry on the washing line.
' Ooo! ' he sounded again pointing his hand at the rabbit with his index finger straight. His eyes were wide as if to register something he had not seen before. The rabbit hopped away and Peter motioned to follow but lost his balance and fell on his bumps on the grass.
The cottage they lived in was in a deep rural part of the country. The nearest house was almost 2 miles away. The father had left on his morning rounds delivering fresh milk to the folks in town. Peter was the only child.
The clanging of bells from the cows caught his attention and he looked across at the pasture where the cows were grazing. The sheep were a short distance away. Near the barn the chickens had been let out and they were feeding on the corn the father had spread on the ground. They were joined in by some crows.
Suddenly without warning a flight of swifts appeared out of nowhere and sailed past Peter as if they were playing a game with him. ' Yi .. Yi … Yi,' said Peter in a shrill voice as if protesting their presence and the disturbance they were causing him. He turned his head up to look at them as they flew past. Their shrill whistle like sounds was drawing on his ears.
His mother finished with the drying and came over to pick him up. Peter had so much to tell her about the rabbit, the butterflies, dragonflies and the cows. But he simply managed a ' brr … pup … oyee … and ... ooo!' ' Been busy I expect,' replied his mother as she led him back to the cottage. © 2013 Dayran |
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1 Review Added on June 17, 2013 Last Updated on June 17, 2013 AuthorDayranMalacca, MalaysiaAbout' Akara Mudhala Ezhuththellaam Aadhi Bhagavan Mudhatre Ulaku ' Translation ..... All the World's literature, Is from the young mind of the Original Experiencer. .. more..Writing
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