Elephant Ride Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Elephant Ride



India is so totally amazing! Traveling into the hills where
forests are dense and green, loving the intense beauty as it
saturates my mind and intellect thoroughly.

Stopping to go on an elephant ride through a mountain forest
getting upon it's back, touching it's head, petting it care-
fully, it's skin so thick.

Hairs sticking up on his head, feeling prickly against my
fingers, such a beautiful and gentle elephant, immediately
fell in love with it.

Fascinating experience riding this wonderful elephant with
my friend sitting right behind me, the guides taking pict-
ures of us on it along the dirt trail.

A remarkably wonderful time being immersed in this Indian
country, doing what I've never before done in my life, the
world has been opened to me.

Now wanting to find out more than ever what lies beyond my
little life in the U.S.A. starting with exploring India for
the very first time.

Friday, May 13, 2016
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Loved riding the elephant with my friend.
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