The Lion With The Marmalade Eyes
Fierce king of beasts with amber gaze,
His eyes were like sunrise through a morning haze.
Orbs of honey, sweet yet wild,
Nature's artwork, is chaste.
Pools of golden nectar gleam,
In which savanna's secrets teem.
Windows to a soul of fire,
Reflecting courage, strength, and desire.
This majestic cat, with marmalade sight,
Rules his realm from dawn to night.
Copyright © Gregory Golden | Year Posted 2024
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