Princess Farenhi and Her Blue Eyed Lion
Princess Farenhi had met her match with the blue-eyed king.
He arrived in her dreams as courageous as a lion.
He actually wore one’s face, and his voice was a sing.
She woke up the first time, spun out, and cry’n.
He was but one of the guardians of Princess Farenhi’s heart.
He brought with him thunder and clouds and a warning.
The others held back, but they were not far apart.
They all entered her dreams, closer near to morning.
Princess Farenhi had always felt kinship with animals too.
Except not so much lions, tigers, or bears, oh, my!
But the lion’s eyes were so azure, the deepest, kindest blue.
She listened to his words of wisdom, recognizing his sigh.
He had the royalness of a king who expected to be heard.
He gave her art, poetry, and wise things galore.
She wrote down his wisdom, sometimes the last word.
Her dreams were lessons, ideas, ideals, and more.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2020
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