52 Poems: Week 19 – Agni

Four legs, two eyes, a sinuous tail, A prickly beard, a belly pale. Reddish orange, his color and hue, Grows vibrant as his food he chews. At first reluctant, he allows a touch, The occasional rub but nothing much. Until with patient working out, I can approach and rub his snout. He’s wild still, fearsomely …