My Spirit Animal Is a Zoo

Beware the morning tiger Before his first coffee Look out for the afternoon lizard: Ectotherm on the sidewalk soaking in other people’s acknowledgement On occasion I’m a hummingbird Seeking life’s nectar while shying away from human contact Sometimes I’m a dolphin Smiling and dancing in the waves Last week I felt like a beaver Getupgotoworkdomyworkgotobedgetupgotoworkdomyworkgotobed (do beavers even have beds?) Whatever happened to the puppy Who would romp exuberantly through the day Eventually collapsing in utterly exhausted joy? Be wary of the electric eel Who will zap you if you get too close Look at the proudly preening peacock Hoping somebody will notice me Occasionally I’m a jackrabbit Always on my guard, ready to run away from conflict At times I’m a giraffe Able to rise above the dust of the day This week I was a worker bee putting in a day’s work Happy to let the Queen be in charge Whatever else I may be, I feel like a White Rhino Older, wiser, stronger, endangered My spirit animal is a zoo …or a puppy