Why is my neck so long
Suzi the giraffe was all but 2 years old,
inquisitive, sensitive and positively bold.
She asked her mum a question, in no uncertain terms,
‘Why is my neck so long’ a statement which affirms.
‘But you are a giraffe and all our necks are long,
it saddens me to think you might believe you do not belong’.
‘It’s not that I don’t love you mummy’ Suzi did reply,
‘it’s just that when I look down I’m really awfully high.
On top of that I cannot hear a word anyone says,
lest lowing my head for the rest of all my days!’
‘But think of all the positives by being up this high,
you cannot hear the squabbling’ replied mummy with a sigh.
‘As I see it you’re best up here, ignoring all the gossip,
of what he or she thinks of everyone, on each and every topic.
It’s bliss up here, I can assure, so just enjoy the ride’,
replied her mother whose wisdom was intentionally implied.
Copyright © Ronald D Thompson | Year Posted 2019
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