We found most of the things we expected - lions, tigers, no bears because they are at another zoo right now. However, I found something I wasn't expecting: poems.
In the middle of the zoo there is a tiny cemetery. Here it is:
Some signs explain what it is (you can click on all these photos to enlarge them):
But there was a poem, too, written, I'm guessing, by a member of the family.
There was another poem, too, but I only got a picture of one part of it.
You can read the rest here.
And you can read other people's Poetry Friday posts at the roundup here.
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There's something very touching about both of these. They take me back to my child's world where everything had consciousness and could speak -- trees, stones.
I liked that world.
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