Eternal Herd

In the depths of the forest, a family of giants stands tall, Their wrinkled skin a testament to the wisdom of it all. The elder ones, with tusks that shine like ivory keys, Guard the young one, with a love that never dies. The intricate markings on their foreheads, a symbol of their might, A testament to the strength that lies within their gentle sight. The trees, like sentinels of old, stand watch around, As the elephants, with steps that quiet, make their way to their ground. Their trunks, like arms entwined, a bond of family strong, A symbol of the love that lasts, where hearts belong. In this serene and peaceful scene, we find our own place, A reflection of the love and wisdom that time and age embrace.