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Giraffes

To see one lope across a field’s An unexpected gift. The leaves they munch most creatures Couldn’t reach without a lift. Their graceful necks and spindly legs Are always a surprise, While on their pelts their patterns form A banquet for our eyes. And yet today I read that they Are sadly dying out, Succumbing to the poachers Who are hard to stop, no doubt. We’d all be at a loss without Giraffes upon the earth. It blows my mind that greed decides What certain things are worth.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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Date: 12/21/2016 10:35:00 PM
Hi ilene, a beautiful poem about one of my fav. animals, they are so majestic and as you say it would not be the same without them, thank you for bringing it to our attention about them dying out, what is wrong with governments for allowing these poachers to kill them, sometimes it makes me sick to think they are human's that are doing this, great poem my dear....Merry christmas and take care...Vera
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Ilene Bauer
Date: 12/22/2016 4:30:00 PM
always good to hear from you, vera! thank you for you comment and happy holidays to you and peter...
Date: 12/21/2016 9:14:00 AM
:-(:-(:-( Grrrr...
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Ilene Bauer
Date: 12/22/2016 4:29:00 PM
that just about sums it up, john! i couldn't have said it any better...

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