Simba

 

Sunset

Glad you’re out roamin’
My long-haired friend.
Goin’ places unknown,
And free as the wind.

Dodgin’ cactus and drop-offs
And relishin’ sun.
Lookin’ for shelter
And somewhere to run.

Explorin’ each instant,
Feelin’ the pain,
Searchin’ for supper,
And hidin’ from rain.

Sneakin’ past snakes
Always findin’ your way.
Sleepin’ up high
So as not to be prey.

Stayin’ cool in the heat
And warm in the cold.
Chasin’ wild crickets
And runnin’ from old.

Nappin’ on walls,
And heedin’ all warnins’,
Enjoyin’ the moments,
And smellin’ the mornins’.

Recollectin’ the past
Always thinkin’ ahead.
Takin’ what comes
With no thoughts of dread.

A little bit wild
Savvy and smart.
With good instincts
And cunning that set you apart

Some labeled you
Simply a feral cat.
But there’s more to your story
Than only just that:

Wanderin’ the world
Explorin’ new lands.
Livin’ the present
While meetin’ demands.

With the odds stacked against you
You’ve done more than survive.
A lifetime of learning
Has caused you to thrive.

Always eager to see
What the next day would bring.
You managed to live
In perpetual spring.

The big lessons I learned
From the times that we shared.
Is to bask in the present
While remainin’ prepared.


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Tarahumara house in Copper Canyon, Mexico

Author: David Appleton

I was born and raised in Texas and currently live in the Texas Hill Country, spent some 30 years living in the smack dab middle of Colorado, and have spent a lifetime adventuring and leading others on adventures in many parts of the wild world.

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