The Hippo Life
Down by the river, so quiet and wide,
Lives a plump hippo with nothing to hide.
She wallows in water, all muddy and cool,
Unbothered by chaos, no rush, no rule.
She wiggles her ears and blinks at the sun,
No worry, no hurry, just naps and some fun.
The world may be noisy, the pace may be fast,
But she’s found a rhythm that’s built to last.
Like life, she’s a mix of the calm and the splash,
A lumbering moment, a quick little dash.
She knows when to float and when to dive deep,
When to chew slowly and when to just sleep.
So maybe, like Hippo, we too should embrace
The beauty of balance, the slow and the grace.
For life isn’t always a race to the end—
It’s muddy, it’s messy, and meant to transcend.
