Even Elephants Dream
Mum and me
Below the skies
Strolling by
Above birds fly
Two orbs
Look down on us
Planetary worlds
Float without fuss
A tall tree
Lazily sways
As if to guide us
On our way
Distant clouds
Swirl around
Hold their charms
Without a sound
As we roam our lands
With no sight of man
Free from death
At the poachers hand
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Copyright © James Fraser | Year Posted 2009
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