Lioness
A lioness hear me roar, in the midst of weakness and uncertainty she holds her head up high. In her strength she roars so ferociously; She doesn’t roam the terrain to conquer nor to misguide any dominions. She has been thru many years of disappointments and tears of loss, inside she cries out with a roar thats louder than thunder a lioness.
Copyright © Michaela Renee Solomon | Year Posted 2022
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