Ode to a Panda
The beauty of birth,
you come out so pink.
Eyes not even open,
who knows what you think.
Now you are older,
that is for sure.
A coat of black and white,
so soft is your fur.
We have a ceremony,
for choosing your name.
The country of China,
shall you bring no shame.
Today is the day,
you will be released.
We all pray for you,
a life of peace.
Going into the forest,
as we say our goodbyes.
We let you go,
and we cut our ties.