WHITE LIONS (poem updated)

WHITE LIONS

More elusive that the Leopard

Rarer than the legendry Snow Leopard

Your fur whiter than the Polar bear

It is for certain that you are not Albino

Your eyes the colour of blue or gold

You’re roaming home

I am not revealing

Not this time

Or ever

For you are special kinds

Of lions that need all the space

And time to grow

Away from all the prying eyes

And guns

That threatens your existence

In a world full of

Trophy getters

Who seem to think and believe

This would look good

On the floor or magazine

Forgetting

Assuming

That there is more

For all

Who want more

I can get more

All for the sake of a dollar

How much more

Do they have to suffer?

Why can’t you just let them be?

Roaming wild and free

How they are meant to be

© Teresa Helen Joseph-Nelson

29^th March 2018

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FRIENDS NEAR AND FAR

FRIENDS NEAR AND FAR

Friends are like buses

They come and they go.

There are friends right now

Who stay for the ride,

Wondering which destination they will arrive at.

Who they will meet and greet or passing by on the street.

But true loving and loyal friends remain forever by our sides.

The love and support for friends near and far,

That sees us through the rough and toughest rides of our lives

Happiness, joy, bliss, celebrations shared together as one.

But maybe the best of all is the love that we have for each other

That carries us through

This is a personal dedication to all my friends near and far

Thank you for being such a wonderful angelic friend

Wherever you are

From the depths of my heart and soul

I am forever in your debt for being by my side

Through thick and thin

Eternally thankful and blessed to have you each and everyday

Friend near and far

Angels in disguise

© Teresa Helen Joseph-Nelson

26^th March 2012

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Taken from the book of (c) Little Book of Angelic Poems

(c) Teresa Helen Joseph-Nelson