Love Poem: Loving the Lion
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Written by: Ann Roske

Loving the Lion

Cold
weather
will not kill
the queen- yellow
lion feed the bee.
Survival rides upon
the wind, the child's breath scatters
seed.  Gold finch come, a banquet set
feast before summer 's demise.  Love the
lion and her seed, love the yellow weed.