The Lion
"A symbol of strength, in the light of day and night"
In savannah's heart, a king is found
The lion's roar, a thunderous sound
His mane a glory, golden bright
A symbol of strength, in the light of day and night
His eyes burn bright, like stars in the night
His claws extended, a fearsome sight
He rules with grace, his dominion wide
A true monarch, with a gentle pride
His fur a tawny gold, his spirit bold
He prowls the grasslands, stories untold
His mighty heart, a symbol of might
A true king of beasts, in the golden light
With every roar, his pride is told
A story of courage, a heart of gold.
About the Creator
Abbas
Versatile writer skilled in both tale & stories. Captivate readers with engaging content & immersive narratives. Passionate about informing, inspiring, & entertaining through words.
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Your gave the idea powerfully!
This was so powerful. I loved it!