I Hoped It Was His Yawn Eye
I would have been more fearful if I had not been studying leopards.
I knew not to run, but I stopped whistling and walked confidently.
I felt lucky he was giving me the “yawn” eye.
And prayed it was not the “I’m going to take my time eating you” eye.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2022
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