When Sister Was A Lion

When Sister was a lion,
She carried me on her back.
When Sister was a lion,
She would pick up the slack.
When Sister was a lion,
I would snuggle into her fur.
When Sister was a lion,
She loved to purr.
When Sister was a lion,
She knew when to show teeth.
When Sister was a lion,
The sun shone golden belief.
She chased away darkness and grief,
She encouraged my dreams,
Sat through my dramatic extremes,
Accompanied me in the land of Oz,    
When Sister was a lion.

Reviews

[Mavericks]

Bear, Moth, and now the Lion. Another beautiful Poem. You are very Creative indeed. Love the Simplicity reflected in your Poems. Are you Pisces?

[FractalLuna]

I appreciate you taking the time to read my poem and for catching the theme :)
I am a Virgo.