Michael sees with a tiger\u2019s ferocity.
\nHis life is electric joy.
\nA wind down the hall,
\na bird\u2019s migration around the corner.
\nEvery chair a precipice.
\nTables are mountains
\nwhere he leaps, crouches,
\nwatches with the stare of a king.
\nHe is the child of a precocious dream,
\nwhere tigers run.<\/p>\n
Who can ignore this daring little tiger?
\nNo tree is tall enough,
\nmachismo so huge.
\nEyes of lightning,
\nMichael, ruler of his kingdom.
\nWalking with hands behind him.
\nYou open the wilderness in Papa\u2019s soul.
\nHe is forever changed
\nwatching your grace unfold.
\nLittle tiger,
\nhurricane inside his heart.
\nYour eyes windows to the world.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Michael sees with a tiger\u2019s ferocity. His life is electric joy. A wind down the hall, a bird\u2019s migration around the corner. Every chair a…<\/p>\n