Lions
Lovely, brave and beautiful creatures of God — how I wish I could be like these lions sometimes
I yawn like a lion, eat like a lion, nap like a lion and love like a lion
On and on, I hunt for prey of the deep in my sleep and when I’m wide awake at nighttime or even during the day in its passionate prime
Never, ever losing bold hope and holding on to faith with a single paw with claws wide open
So hairy and sometimes, show off colors of my masculine mane…looking quite insane, but never losing my dignity and pride as I make a stride toward success and happiness!
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