Poem -

THE VISION

THE VISION

If you need me I'll be in my room...

If you knock and I don't answer I will get back to you...

sparrowsong?

Yup...

What are you going to do?

I think I'm supposed to be a Tiger now...

A Tiger?

Oh sparrowsong...

You and that crazy imagination of yours...

It's not really up to us...

Right?

I mean...

A White Tiger has Courage...

I got that from the Wizard...

Right?

Umm...

I can ROAR...

Right?

Well, umm...

Yes you are able to Roar...

If I had a tail you know it would be making circles and whatever else once I figured out how to make it...

Move...

I'm going to see about this transformation...

​​​​​​I want to be a Fluffy Faced one...

Hugs...

sparrowsong

 

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Shirley Harrison

Considering I have read quite a bit of your poetry, dear sparrowsong you certainly keep me intrigued with your art form and the subject matter, I love this one. 🌹 You can be a white tiger if you wish. 

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sparrowsong

Hello Shirley...

😊

Thank you for your kind comment and support...

sparrowsong

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sparrowsong

Americans have been Killing White, Gold Lions too...

These Lions have been known to save peoples lives...

They're not protected...

​​​​​​No Save the White Lions Advocates?

No Pay It Forward...

​​​​​​So sad...

sparrowsong

 

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