Wednesday, July 8, 2009

"Elephant Herd"

Tending to my heard is really no task
I enjoy their company so
In such quiet times they seem to speak
Silently as they grow
Each one has its own name
Its own particular mood as well
But under the sun they are as one
Which makes my heart swell
Neighbors enjoy them
Kids want to feed them peanuts
They sometimes leave gifts at their feet
Don't know who they are
Because everyone is so discreet
When its time to water my lawn
I imagine their trunks in a sway
Beckoning to me for cool fresh water
In which they can bathe and play
Perhaps a stork or two might stop
If they spotted my clandestine herd
Once a cat took a nap at their side
It contentedly stayed there and purred
It gives me great pride
To know my creation has done much
Thats why tending to my herd is no trouble
For each heart my herd may touch

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