The Lion and the Cub

 

You were there before I said hello and

The flowers began to bloom,

The sun rose and outside our cave was blissful

Lights beaming out of the sky like sprinkles,

From there were became friends,

A holy relationship,

I never felt alone,

You were always here - in my heart.....

 

The years moved on and

My/Our mental library grew and

Hello we said again,

We look forward in creating peace,

And the sun goes down but

For a moment we rest,

To rise again to the sun,

To share a new beginning

The lion and the cub.

 

Written and thought of by Janene Maree Richardson (The NSPI) 11 October 2022 c