and so
I slip into slumber
my lullaby this:
the persistent purr
emanating from
the ball of soft fur
beside me
as before my heavy eyes
the balletic display
of predator and prey
pairing off
across the veld
and as I melt
to tales
of giraffes
or elephants
or the Cape buffalo
murmured over all
the dulcet tones
of Attenborough
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