Midwife of the Savannah Lane

It was sunset, the flaming orb of heat was descending

The land was in clear hues of orange and blood red

Savannah had its share of warmth for the day,

Yet one beast was not satisfied, gazing with sharp eyes

Its will was perspiring heavily, the glorious spots shined,

The gazelle's brute stood there camouflaged in the dry grass

Unhurriedly the ghost took its steps one at a time,

The victim came closer to the vision and scoot -

Running for life was the goal, with surpassing speed

The little creature too ran. Savannah lane stood witness

The spotted expeditious critter had its gift of red

The red smeared over the cheetah's mouth and paws,

Content, it retreated to its humble abode of woods

The cubs were safe, the mother fed the babies

And life continued in the vast lanes of Savannah.