Full Attention

The tiger took his merry time Wading in the water... Why shouldn't he? It felt sublime, Perfectly in order... So he went up and he went down And he went left and right And though each stripe looked like a frown, His joy was at its height... This is the life, he seemed to say, Nothing else quite like it! No hurry to be on his way, In truth, he must admit! Up to his neck in Shangri-La, Nirvana, Heaven, peace... It wasn't likely he'd go far, When he could take his ease. Did it have his full attention? Yes, he felt comfy there... Had he lost all apprehension? He didn't have a care! No point in leaving for a while... So he felt mighty glad... If anything can make you smile, Like him, get stuck in, lad... Denis Martindale, copyright, July 2010. The poem is based on the magnificent painting by Stephen Gayford called 'Full Attention'. More Stephen Gayford poems here: denis-martindale-dot-blogspot.com