First Light At the Zoo

The swirling mist seeps in and around Animals about to rise and animals that fall in slumber, Creatures who sleep alone and some in many number, The fingers of sunrise reach every beast from every continent, Be it reptile, mammal or insect, The keepers keep sentinel, It is a wondrous, unique place that people adore, Watching animals they could only dream of seeing and to explore, Hearing the roars, growls, hisses and screeches, Taken from Jungles, deserts and beaches, Gathered together for all to view, Whatever the season There’s no other feeling like visiting a zoo.