I met a lion once
Male lions are majestic, but still just big cats
He wasn’t my lion, you can’t keep a lion
(You also can’t keep a lyin’, but I digress)
I knew him as much as you can know a lion
Lions are wild animals
You should never let your guard down
But one time I forgot
The lion scratched me
It was an accident
You know, like when your house cat accidentally scratches you when you play?
That, but a lion’s claws are so much bigger
In time it would heal,
But the scar would remain
No one can see it
But I should’ve known better
Than to pet a lion’s mane
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Sweet poem. My daughter loved lions when she was small—especially their manes. 💕
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Wonderful, Amy.
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Thanks, Edward.
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You’re very welcome.
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Wow!
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Luckily I’ve turned into more of a dog person… but if I petted a wolf, I suspect the outcome would be similar… I wonder if the scar would still be worth the thrill of feeling that warm fur? xx
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I love dogs, too. Wolves are magical creatures. I imagine their scars would be just as painful. The thrill would not be worth it. Scars that never heal and must be shown to other creatures so they know where one has been hurt are the kind of scars no one should have to bear. xx
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I think you’re right… I have a few already that don’t bring me a lot of pleasure – some satisfaction that I survived – but I would prefer to concentrate on thriving. sending lots of love your way, L xx
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Amy ❤ … Miss you and hope all is well! 😀
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Hi Sirius! It’s good to hear from you! Lots of things happening, I miss you and miss being here. I do hope to return soon. 💗
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