Waiting For Mother, Too!

Two tiger cubs watched Mother go, While they sat still to wait, But how long for, they didn't know, So patience would be great... But time went by, so they laid down, Eyes upward now and then, To see her stripes of black and brown If she came back again... Distracted, they began to play, As if that never fails, They chewed each other's ears that day, Then switched to biting tails... The novelty, of course, wore thin, Pain tends to do that fast And since not one of them could win, Not one came first or last... Their Mother in the distance stood, At peace for both to see, So their mood changed and for the good, For she brought harmony... Chewed ears and tails would heal in time, Yet now a bond was made, They saw their Mother as sublime, Who walked tall, unafraid... Denis Martindale October 2016. Poem based on the magnificent wildlife paintings by Stephen Gayford. Google-search phrases gayford prints and Stephen Gayford poetry and also for Heaven and Earth Designs...