You Are My Lion

Poem By Erica Francis

I was walking
in a field of tall grass
and you were the lion
stalking your prey

just wait until i've had my fill.
i've been grazing
and I don't want to go down
on an empty stomach.

Comments about You Are My Lion

:) I didn't know that. It is only my pen name but I like it very much.
Nice poem. Nice to see the lion hunted by a bear! In Hindi, Baloo(Baa loo) means a Bear (no offence) . Thank you.


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