Day three of a Safari holiday hunting tigers

the day’s rides are done, I lazily watch

As the tourists chatter excitedly

the first flush of seeing tigers in the wild

the faces red from a long day in the sun

bucket list ticked off, all said and done.

The skies are a brilliant azure

the jungle looms nearby, quiet and still

The air is clear, each breath has a thrill

Of silence and sunshine thrown in

I wish I could bottle this heady sunshine

for when the wind blows, cold and cruel.