Sanctuary in the South
Sanctuary in the South
(The Global Wildlife Center)
In Louisiana's heart, a lush embrace,
A sanctuary sprawls, a wild, open space.
The Global Wildlife Center, a haven graced,
Where creatures roam free, their freedom traced.
Nine hundred acres, a vast expanse,
Where wild hearts freely roam and dance.
A thousand beings grace this grand land,
In harmony, their wild rhythms enhance.
Safari wagons roll through verdant terrain,
As guides share tales that educate and explain.
Of habitats lost and efforts to sustain,
Of balance restored, new life to regain.
Zebras with stripes like an artist's brush,
Kangaroos hop with a playful rush.
Giraffes bend low, their touch gentle, plush,
Camels sway by, their steps soft with hush.
Ostriches dart beneath the azure sky,
Emus stride through, their gait never shy.
Bison show strength as they wander by,
Antelopes leap, so graceful and spry.
Conservation's call rings clear and true,
As visitors learn what they can do.
To protect these wonders, both old and new,
For future generations to cherish, too.
Yet fragile is this Eden we adore,
Its fate entwined with choices we explore.
Will we defend what time cannot restore,
Or let it fade behind a closing door?
The Center stands tall, a beacon for all,
A refuge, a teacher, heeding nature's call.
So come one, come all, let your spirit soar,
Where wild hearts whisper in this sanctuary—forevermore.
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