I nearly stepped
on this long, tufted tail.
I hoped that my
fast beating heart would prevail.
The rest of the creature
was a little illusive.
I hoped the encounter
would not be abusive!
The tail held a clue;
it seemed somewhat feline.
Would he be big and mean
with a dripping canine?
He peeked over the bush;
the cat's tail was defined.
This lion's proud face
showed a soul that was kind.
He told me the stories
of what he'd been through,
and now I have passed them
to each one of you.
I blew him a kiss
and continued my day;
grateful to cross paths
on the good king's highway.
1 comment:
You know I love the lion! :-D Fun lessons, sister!
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