White Knight
My tiger blazes bright
He is not orange but white
His cobalt blue eyes seek mine
When he does not find them, he gives a whine
I come out of the shadows in all my golden furred glory
My golden scarred fur tells my story
A month ago I was almost killed
I thought my fate was sealed
I had been in a fight with an orange tiger male
Because of my fur so pale
I was losing badly
Was going to be killed, sadly
But then a tiger so white
That I knew he was my white knight
Stepped in front of my body which bled
The other male's courage seeped away and you could practically hear it shed
The white tiger growled
And the other male, the white tiger plowed
The orange male scampered away
Having no urge to stay
The white male walks over to me and lets me lean on him
I lick him to thank him on a whim
Ever since that day we have stuck together
Through whatever weather