Springy ride every time

                                                                                Attribution: JJ Harrison
Image: Bennett's Wallaby (here)

3WW given words:
content evolve sober
Poetry Jam:
loneliness /solitude

From a blob of a new-born
no larger than a puppy
just as unsure groping
moving upwards eyes unopened
stumbling into the ‘pocket’

Discovering by instinct
life-giving udders
in the warmth of the inner
reaches of the same pocket

Life can never be better
as a start for a start

Content with life
Springy ride every time
Sober and protected
To always be welcomed
back by Mama without tears
To jump into the sanctuary
when danger sensed

Joey a privileged off-spring
Some loneliness while inside
But ‘who cares’
Safe and sound and abundant food
But ‘who cares’

But wait up, just a minute Joey-boy
There is One who cares
If your Mama was not evolved
with a convenient pouch
You would have been left a pink blob
on the grass like every other babies

Providence cared and had the pocket
‘stitched on’ so you can ride
while other babies had to run
and be chased by dingoes

For Thomg's hosting at 3WW #415
And Sumana's at Poetry Jam