Laith the Lion

Laith the Lion

A Poem by Bluedanceowl

Laith the lion had a blessed life
With a doting family and a wonderful wife
He spent most days lounging in the shade
While his little cubs played in the den that they made
His wife caught dinner and served him first
Then she brought him water to quench his thirst
One day he awoke with boredom and pity
Surely there must be more in the city
So he left his family to start a new life
No friends, no cubs, or even his wife
The city was cold, damp and dark
With nowhere to hunt and dogs that just bark
Two weeks he was gone from all that he knew
He ran home quickly and smelled the fresh stew
His family greeted him warmly and pulled him up a chair
They, like him, were thankful he was there
Laith never left again and never did he forget
Those lost times from his family that he learned to regret

© 2021 Bluedanceowl

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Delightful poetry with a strong message. Home sweet home. You don't always appreciate what you've got till it's gone. Nicely narrated.


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