The cheetah looked adorable,
A specimen sublime,
Pristine and like a miracle
And truly in its prime...
Alert to scents upon the air
And sounds that came nearby,
A predator beyond compare,
With food in full supply...
What then would such a cheetah need,
Except a mate to choose?
A fellow cheetah to succeed
And rarely ever lose...
No cheetah lives forever more
And soon each cheetah's gone,
With such a mate, their line was sure,
To gamely carry on...
A dozen years can come and go,
Each numbered day departs,
With cheetahs born and blessed to grow,
Until new life then starts...
If Man proves not to be extreme,
So cheetahs co-exist,
Then Nature holds on to the dream,
That cheetahs will persist...
Denis Martindale July 2017.
A poem based on the magnificent Stephen Gayford
wildlife painting. Google search phrases
gayford prints and Stephen Gayford poetry
and also for Heaven and Earth Designs...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem