Backlit Prince Poem by Denis Martindale

To some, that lion lounging there,
Was quite the sight to see,
Not quite enough for folks to dare
Approach his majesty...
But at safe distance, humans smile
At such magnificence,
It's true, they fondly love such style,
Yet know they can't be friends...

While he stays there, they feel such bliss,
It seems all's going well,
Although it wouldn't go amiss,
To say that time will tell...
In just one second, he can stand
And run for all he's worth,
To scatter those upon his land
Not of his royal birth...

A backlit prince that lion seems,
How picturesque, how quaint,
Yet not the stuff of winsome dreams,
For cuddlesome, he ain't...
Please don't be fooled by fabled tales,
That lion's biding time,
When he stands up, he never fails
To prove that he's sublime...