Tortoise

Tortise poem by Iris Carden

You're eighty years old and still just middle aged,
you must have seen so much, across the world's stage.
Now you are so big most predators won't see you as food,
Life should be so easy, and everything so good.
But humans are strange predators, size no discouragement.
Sailors stopping at your island, left your population spent.
Your home really needed an ambassador such as you,
and you travelled across the world, to stay here at the zoo.
You help to raise awareness, while in the zoo you roam,
and if you have babies, you'll help repopulate your home.
Now your island is protected for tortoises, slow-paced,
There's no cause to fear now, no human hunters to race.

The Aldabra Tortoise in the photo lives at Australia Zoo in Beerwah, Queensland.

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