Motherhood

Along the dark and dreary street, I dribbled the basketball, pounding it upon the cement, hearing the echoes of it on the street. I was walking home for a stringent game of basketball, and I was fatigued and famished, when the screech of a cat suddenly awoke my to my senses, and through the black fog of the night I could see it swiftly scampering towards a smaller kitten and moving it towards safety as I approached them. It saw me as a predator, as a creature that was trying to cause it and its little baby harm. I didn't take offense to this but rather I realized the amazing qualities and protectiveness that a mother has for its child. It is not because a mother is domineering but rather it is the love it has for its kid that causes a mother to care for her...