Always different, and yet the same
Some are wild, some are tame
Colors to countries, world-wide or alone
Always in their own zone.
Predator, prey, foe and friend
There’s always one on either end.
Always finding another way
Just trying to make it through the day
Always different, and yet the same
They are never, ever lame.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem