Lovely spotted yellow beast
Racing through the open feast
Knowing when and where to hunt
Claws are ready, for their final jump
Animals like these, who roam the wild
Nurture their young, like us, our child
They know the truth, about themselves
Living in a jungle of lifetime dwells
They hunt their victims with speed and grace
Showing their agility on this open space
And when their young, have passed the test
Only then, will the cheetah, lay to rest.
C. Vergara
01.17.1997
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good imaginative. Showing their agility on this open space - it is an apt description