There was no fear at all,
Staring at me camera in hand,
No sense that she might jump.
She seemed used to us,
Visitors interested in her,
Meaning no harm (unless
The harm has already been done)
We really were of little interest
To her and her clan.
Nature tamed by man,
Or we are tamed by her.
I took the picture
And backed away cautiously.
Without her caring much
One way or the other,
It was mid-day, resting,
Beneath a pine tree.
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