Lion

Lion, Lion of the night,
You hold me in a dreadful fright.
On your paws you slowly move.
Hope you're not of a hungry mood.

Weaving through the tall grass
Hopefully me youwill pass.
You finally caught me with your eye.
Now as a predator you lie.

I know you see the fear in me.
This makes me even more vulnerable to thee.
Up from your haunches how you sprang.
Now I am full of terror and pain.

Lion, lion of the night,
You hold me in a dreadful fright.

-- 12/05
Carly