The Wise Old Flamingo

Flamingo is the oldest of the creatures at the zoo.
He’s lived for many decades, and he seems quite happy too.
So he’s the perfect creature who you’d go to for advice
on how to grow old gracefully and live a life that’s nice.

I visited, on Monday, his enclosure at the zoo.
I waded in and asked him, “what are things I ought to do?”
He didn’t make a sound but there was hardly any need.
His actions spoke quite loudly there amongst the water weed

He showed me very clearly what’s the perfect way to be:
stand quietly, in water, on one foot preferably.

40 thoughts on “The Wise Old Flamingo

  1. Hi Kristin,
    this poem reminded me of when I went to the zoo. but we couldn’t see the flamingo my dad said that it must have died. The next week our mother told us that my dad was right they had put down the flamingo because it was too old. now the hippo is the oldest animal in the zoo.
    sad and kind regards Tirath

    • Hi Tirath,

      When I wrote this poem the flamingo was the oldest animal in the Adelaide Zoo, but it died a few years ago. I didn’t know the hippo was now the oldest animal there.


  2. Hi Kristin
    I really like this poem.
    After doing a little bit of research I found out Chile the one who died recently was the last Flamingo in Australia. Very Sad
    regards Yenuli

  3. Did you see this flamingo at the Adelaide zoo? Because I went there last year and there was only one very old flamingo left. Love your poem.

  4. I enjoyed this poem a lot! Did you know that the scientific name for flamingo is Phoenicopteridae?


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