I hear the voice of a whispering King
Of majestic times I hear him sing,
he calls my name, his face so near
within this pool, I see so clear.
A spirit King from times long past
though through the years his story last,
the warrior who stood so proud
with mighty roar that was so loud.
Now with it vision I am shown
my destiny, my place is known,
I will stand where he once stood
protect our pride like lions should.
For now though I must learn and play
watch and listen every day,
My destiny will come so soon
when I’ll stand King beneath the moon.
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Comments
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A wicked piece! The rhyme and flow as ever is spot on
Love the theme of this, goes very well with the picture. Beautifully done hun


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Wonderful! Great! The Rhyming souded great and the flow was purfect!!
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oooh, I love cats and lions and this is brilliant! A perfect short story in a poem style. Its really good. I love it!
Best of luck in the contest





