Joee and Kan Gar Roo

I don’t know where mother kangaroo is going.
Maybe for some tea of
bush grub washed down with eucalytptus leaves.
I don’t care where she is going.
I love it when she jumps.
Her feet are pushed upwards
with her tail at the back.
And then.
All of a sudden.
Mum and I are airborne.