The Tiger

tiger S.E Ingraham

When I saw your tiger,

I knew it was the same one that

comes around the corner

of my house, walking

softly on his big cat

feet, past my wall of glass.

I am frozen.  Afraid

if I move he will

come through the glass.

Afraid if I don’t, he

will come through the

open door ahead.

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