The Lofty Leopard

The leopard climbed the tall, tall tree, To see his sovereign land, Believing he was royalty, As if divinely planned... As if that tree and land were his Wherever he may roam, In ignorance, he smiled with bliss, Upon each tree called home... The mountain range lay to the left, The river to the right And barring some new act of theft, His private view looked bright... Now in his prime, all being well, He'd find a worthy mate... Yes, things for him were looking swell, So good that he felt great... Strong faith like that, is grand, by gum... Who knows? He could go far... I sympathise, old pal, old chum! Good fortune, rising star... There's nothing quite like innocence! Tremendous in its way... There's nothing quite like confidence! Good luck with that, O.K.? Denis Martindale, copyright, November 2011. The poem is based on the magnificent painting by Stephen Gayford called 'Private View'. (See poem Private View on poemhunter-dot-com) More Stephen Gayford poems here: denis-martindale-dot-blogspot-dot-com