Jungle Pool Two

The tiger wasn't too displeased His jungle pool had gone, A second pool had quickly teased His hopes to rest upon... So off he strolled, content at heart, Aware what lay in store, A hideaway where life could start With pleasures there galore... As if God had reserved his place, He gently plodded in, His paws positioned on the base, As he smirked with a grin... This is the life, he seemed to say... What more could he ask now? And so he spent that time of day Enjoying life... and how! My camera clicked this merry soul As I stood in the shade, That tiger lost all self-control, As if he had it made! The sun was way too hot and yet That tiger swam in peace And was I jealous? Yes, you bet! All I had was a breeze... Denis Martindale April 2017. A poem based on the magnificent Stephen Gayford wildlife painting. Google search phrases gayford prints and Stephen Gayford poetry and also for Heaven and Earth Designs...