Mr. Tiger
星期四 一月 28, 2010 9:42 am
Mr. Tiger
Through the white fence
I watch you wandering along the dark river—
a slender figure,
with golden and yellow spotted fur.
Under flashes of lightning,
the sadness flickers behind your bright eyes,
and hunters set up traps to wait.
“Come with me, Tiger”
I call to show a way to escape.
My voice drops,
as I notice myself, the bait.