Grandchildren at the Zoo
Who is going to lead the way,
Through the zoo this lovely day,
Sister runs on tippy toe-
Golden hair on breezes blow.
Brothers’ squabble; “Follow me”,
“Grandpa, Grandma, come and see”,
See the camels over there,
Tamarin in branches bare.
Mothers with their strollers walk,
Papas with their babies talk,
Giggles; laughter proffered free,
Twinkling eyes and sparkling glee!
At the fountain; need a drink,
Miles walked the shoulders sink,
Zoo train ride the final flair,
Watch the cougars as they stare!
Pass the twirling carousel,
Passerby’s wave fare-thee-well,
Who is going to lead the way,
Through the zoo this lovely day!
Peter Lowell Paulson
August 25, 2017
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