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