I wandered in the woods one day,
Met a tiger so strong but not gay.
I asked him to come our for a stroll,
He jumped up straight for us to go.
The tiger seemed so cool and fresh,
Looked at me and shook his head.
His eyes were moist and showed some love,
I gave a hug and felt it tough.
The tiger told me I looked so sweet,
That my eyes are soft and a kind that heals.
We both then sat by a nearby brook,
Talked and laughed and then we stood.
The tiger missed all love and care,
Coz he lived by himself, no one to share.
We both were glad to share a smile,
Tears rolled down his big moist eyes.
I asked the tiger what made it cry?
Said, a kind heart like mine was hard to find.
He told me to stay kind, sweet and cute,
Be what I am and never rude.
In a jiffy we shared things close and dear,
A day together, a memory to share.
Hope we meet again in the woods someday,
Hope he is happy, smiling and gay!