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I want tigers stalking the sunflowers
Invisible, silent, their stripes dissolving
In the gold and bronze of a fall garden
Staking their claim under red oaks and hawthorns.
I want little brown birds, chickadees and finches
Pecking at seeds that pepper banded fur
While bumble bees blunder, kissing whiskers
Beachcombing pollen and drops of dew.
I want fearless puppies touching noses
Pouncing on tails that whip through tall grass
They yip and roll. The tigers purr.
You are dear. You are safe. You are loved.