Poem 2 The Zoo

Poem 2 "The Zoo"

Their cries of innocence ring out,
Mingling with the wild roars and screeches
That come from within the promising walls.
As they approach their small eyes widen
With apprehension and pure wonder.
They marvel and question what waits for them
Beyond the wooden entrance that holds their hopes,
Hopes of never-ending excitement m
A promise of an adventure that
Ends only when the sun melts away
And the crickets come out to sing.
The gravel pathways lead to their fantasies
Of roaring with lions, shouting with monkeys.
They stare at the size of the towering giraffes
And try to mimic the symphony of bird calls.
With their laughter pouring out in waves
They play and rejoice at the beauty they see.
And as the sun sinks beneath the blooming trees
Each parents scoops up a weary child
To return to the reality that sees
These adventures as naïve children.