Posted in Discover Challenges, Poetry

The lion cubs.

Deep in the jungle,
Creeping through the woods,
Is the king of the lions
Searching for his cubs.

They went off to play,
But wondered way to far.
Now they are lost
And miss mums warm fur.

But these cubs are lucky,
As there dad is quite clever.
At tracking other animals
In all kinds of weather.

Soon the cubs are found
And carried back to camp,
Where they can snuggle up
Between mum and dad.




Actor, singer, writer. Artistic Director/Owner of Purple Cast Productions. Loves theatre, films, reading and keeping fit. Member of The Writers Bureau and Slimming World.

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