Soft and furry
and no where to be.
I can lay around
and just be me.
I rest in content
with blissful glory.
And in my head
there plays a story.
I’m a tiger, a lion,
a fierce feared cat.
But in reality
I’m getting a little fat.
But that’s ok
cuz I’m getting old.
And what really matters
is the reality I’m told.
They tell me I am fierce,
the king of my lands.
So I sit so regally
with an attitude so grand.
I am Simba, the king,
guarding all in my keep.
But for now I think…
I will just get some regal sleep.
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For Sally D’s Mobile Photography Challenge ~ Black and White.