Amidst the golden grasses, they roam free,
With mighty tusks and memories deep,
In silent grace, they wander the plains,
Majestic beings, in the sun’s warm sweep.

Their eyes, a window to ancient tales,
Of forests thick and rivers wide,
Through time’s embrace, they slowly tread,
With wisdom vast, they are our guide.

In twilight’s glow, they gather close,
A family strong, in bonds unbroken,
With tender touch, they comfort souls,
In whispers soft, their love is spoken.

Oh, gentle giants of the earth,
Your presence stirs the heart’s deep well,
In every step, a story told,
Of nature’s grace, where you dwell.