It’s been a while since my last post as I have been working on a project but I have really missed everyone here and am so pleased to be back 🙂
This poem followed after seeing the lions at a recent zoo trip. It reminded me of a time when hubby and I took a walk around Corstorphine Hill, Edinburgh and heard a lion roar.
Is that a lion I hear?
Is that a lion I hear?
It can’t be,
I live in Scotland you see…
But again I hear a roar,
So familiar,
So dear.
A sound from home,
The place where he is king,
Where he roams.
Is that a lion I hear?
Couldn’t be,
I live in Scotland you see.
I’ve taken a walk to explore the land,
Corstorphine Hill,
Beautiful and grand
Views like no other,
Breathtaking,
Pause,
Reflection…
I hear it again, that roar.
Tread carefully, that sound is true.
Silence.
Perhaps I was mistaken.
Further steps lead to a realisation.
(Perhaps I should have known)
Corstorphine Hill has a neighbour, Edinburgh Zoo.
Amusement ensues.
Is that a lion I hear?
Yes it is, majestic and true.
Two homes, two hearts merge in two.
(C) Lisa Moralee McLardy
