Tiger In the Rain

In the vast plain sits the panthera tigris The largest among the cat species Beautiful in black striped orange fur Fierce, the tiger howls but seldom purr A splendor that commands attention Elegant long limbs gentle in its motion She is feared for the span of her length She is fearless, they knew her strength In the cruel jungle where she lives The sun shines but it always retreats Lush greens turn into muddy sprouts A cue on what the sky is about to spout She listlessly walked back and forth An action perceived to show her worth Yet the tiger was in fear of the brewing rain Waters from heaven brings back all the pain However fierce, the tiger is not without fear Mostly for her fold she holds very dear She dreads the storm will havoc damage When it pours its ceaseless cascades While the tempest ravages her world The tiger firmly stands in the freezing cold Though this will cease just like before She feels she cannot take it anymore When from the rain she was saved By a fellow cat who is more than brave Scarred and lashed by many a storm The lion offered hope, she gave her home Yet the rain brings the tiger more fear Protective of the lion she loved so dear She knows tomorrow is never promised She has to be strong, she can conquer this!