The Giraffe

The giraffes pattern,

was like floating clouds.

Eyes scanning the world,

they let the warmth of the

sun enter.

Ears like leaves ,

listening to nature.

Legs looming over you ,

whilst you stare up at them .

Tail swishing to make

the flies disappear.

Moving gracefully you

can hear their hooves

clopping on the dry ground  .

The Horns are like

soldiers standing on

its head.

loping