<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=367872" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>When I'm Ready!</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The tiger climbed his favourite hill<br>To find his favourite spot, <br>Somehow that tiger got a thrill, <br>Up there, though feeling hot...<br>It wasn't in the shade, that's true, <br>But, oh, what scenery! <br>So when, for him, not much to do, <br>Friends knew where he would be...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'He's off again! ' they'd all observe, <br>The young 'uns saw him leave, <br>Some tigers thought, 'He's got a nerve, <br>We've hardly time to breathe! '<br>He gave no thought to what they thought, <br>He wouldn't change his mind! <br>He was aloof, somewhat self-taught, <br>In fact, the lonesome kind...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So he stretched out on granite rock, <br>Content to see the sights...<br>Why not? He'd never seen a clock, <br>Especially at these heights...<br>The hours passed, he stayed flat out, <br>'Come down, you so-and-so! '<br>'When I'm ready! ' they heard him shout, <br>'Till then, I'll stay not go! '</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Denis Martindale, copyright, October 2012.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>The poem is based on the magnificent painting <br>by Stephen Gayford called 'When I'm Ready'. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">More Stephen Gayford poems here: <br>denis-martindale-dot-blogspot-dot-com</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Denis+Martindale">Denis Martindale</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=367872" data-title="When I'm Ready! de Denis Martindale" data-description="The tiger climbed his favourite hill To find his favourite spot, Somehow that tiger got a thrill, Up there, though feeling hot... It wasn't in the shade, that's true, But, oh, what scenery! So when, for him, not much to do, Friends knew where..."></div> </div> </div>

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