Elephant Walking Stick

My body has explained to me That for walking it would better be To use the aid of a cane or walking stick So my wooden elephant cane does the trick Its open handle sets upon The mighty back of an elephant strong His trunk lifted up with talent Helps me stride with more balance His eyes open so they can see A clearer path for wobbly knees Ears open toward the back To help me hear and stay on track He walks in stride by my side And is a source of surprise pride Because people don't notice slow walking me It is my elephant walking stick they see The pedestal my elephant stands above Below the cane is curved with skill and love Two heads of a mighty pachyderm Steady my balance and keep my walk firm Down from the heads the wood is smooth Than a ring in-between carved grooves And the stick is carved like twisting rope With the skins of giraffes leopards zebras but no antelopes Back to a ring down to smooth Stripes of Kenya decorate my moves And than the bottom tip does recall If it was scratched by a lions claw So when I'm out and about I use my cane with all its clout For people don't notice slow walking me It is my elephant walking stick they like to see