THE PROUD OLD LION

The fuzzy faced human kind

The Proud Old Lion

 

When I told him I loved him

The relationship changed,

The fuzzy faced lion

Was gently tamed.

 

Love is a powerful

Force for us all,

Especially an old lion

Still strong and so tall.

 

With a heart for animals,

“Wreck” is the Great Dane

He has sheltered this week,

A dog, once again.

 

Wreck is 18 months old, ailing too

The fuzzy faced man is creating a zoo!

Life is not perfect at his home it seems

But whose life is, except in their dreams?

 

 Must give the dog medicine

Both morning and night,

Forepaws on the keyboard

When he attempts to write.

 

How can you help but love such a lion

His ways are his own with a center so finite,

A gentle soul with such a big heart,

There is only one way to tame this delight!

 

I can’t wait until the end of the week.

When I feel my lips on his fuzzy cheek,

And check out the muscle tone of his body

And see the strength his workouts have brought him.

 

Like a proud old lion still fighting for his pride

His prowess is back, can’t be denied.

As a faithful lioness I stand aside

And admire the greatness in his pride.

 

For he has earned and it is sweet

To feel my lips upon his cheek.

 

D.L.

 

Author's Note

A true poetic tale of the fuzzy faced kind

Reviews

[biggerthenu]

nice write such i see you love expressed in this one and anticipating til you see him again nice roar

[WordShifter]

Good one Donna, Don't think you can capture that fuzzy faced one, maybe just train him, opps! doesn't that take a whip. That might not work either. Oh Well! have fun. I am woman hear me roar!

[WordShifter]

Good one Donna, Don't think you can capture that fuzzy faced one, maybe just train him, opps! doesn't that take a whip. That might not work either. Oh Well! have fun. I am woman hear me roar!

[Donna Lorenz]

Thank you Barbara. One does not easily capture a lion, especially a fuzzy faced one!