The Lion And The Gypsy Poem by Matthew Buchwald
The Lion And The Gypsy
For twenty miles a lion followed her
Through the lonely desert
While she played on the mandolin, a sad song
And drank wine from a jar.
And then she lay down to take her rest
Upon the cold hard ground.
The lion silently watched over her
Wondering if she knew
How the mean-hearted moon was watching too,
So he guarded her till day.
When she awakened, the moon had fled
And the lion wandered away.
Work of an active imagination, well articulated and nicely brought forth. Thanks for sharing Matthew.
A nice poetic imagination, Matthew. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Thank you v ery much Chinedu!