winter scarred, care worn
gazing at eternity
lion without pride
remembers school vacation
three playful cubs squabbling
Copyright 2015 Brenda Davis Harsham
Note: Hurray for vacation week! Tomorrow is the Boston marathon. Hope you all have a great week. Be healthy and be safe! Warmly, Brenda
29 thoughts on “Lion Alone”
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Friendly Fairy Tales 
I love the lion and your poem… as time goes by! ..
Happy weekend dear Bren! Aquileana 😀
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That little lion does look a little winter scarred! I bet he can tell of some great stories of fairies in the night though! 😉 I love old garden ornaments like that, they do make a garden quite magical!♥
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Yes, I love garden ornaments, if not overdone. I have a few myself. I have a whole fairy garden village on the side of my house. The neighborhood kids love to look at it. 🙂
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He’s a beautiful weather-beaten lion 🙂
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Thanks! He has a ragged charm.
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I think he is a wise lion, listening in on little cubs squabbling but not intervening. So sage, Brenda! I hope you didn’t mind my wishing to ‘fix him up’ in my first comment. . .
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He is a sage lion, indeed. If he were mine, I would put him among the sage. 😉 And I didn’t mind at all. I don’t know how I missed that comment. I try to get to them all, but sometimes I get so many comments, I foul it up somehow. Or they don’t all go into the queue, and it’s a WP thing. I don’t know which. Anyway, I always appreciate your comments. Hope you’re enjoying the spring.
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Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
SHE AINT LYING, EITHER!
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LOL You always have a good pun. Enjoying the rain?
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AnElephant is sad for the lonely lion.
But your title reminds him of an old joke.
A man goes into a bar (as in all Scottish jokes) with his pet giraffe.
While he drinks his beer the animal settles down for a snooze on the floor.
Man finishes drink, heads for door.
Hey, says the barman, you can’t leave that lying there.
That’s not a lion, is the reply, that’s a giraffe.
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LOL That’s a good one. That explains why Edinburgh had so many bars.
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I have a statue in my garden that has lost its head. I still like it.
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That’s what love is.
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Enjoy the vacation week. 🙂
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Thanks, trying. 🙂
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he’s worn but still there, what we all strive for )
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Exactly! He’s still observing and connected, in his way.
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I loooooove that lion!!!! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks! He’s as eager for spring as me. 🙂
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i like that thought:”care worn” a lovely poem that makes me think precious children once gathered to play around this garden lion. have a blessed week. 🙂
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It’s a house where the kids are grown and gone. I think the lion misses them. 🙂
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Thank for for the like, and I love the new look of your blog!
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Thanks! 🙂 I change my header every so often.
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Our Spring Break for grandies ended but it was a nice way for my oldest daughter to have a week off and enjoy the boys. I look at the statue and wish to peel off the paint, apply another coat or leave it looking like stucco. Poor Papa Lion!
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He could be improved immensely by your TLC. I don’t know how I missed this comment, but I went looking for it when you left your next one.I planted some lettuce and parsley out, and repotted my tomatoes and put them back under the grow light. I was thinking of you and your daughter. Fingers crossed for my little herbs and veggies. I hope the bunnies leave them alone.
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My little girl bird bath met the same fate. Lovely (though) sad poem…
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Thanks, I think kids of all ages should pause and consider all ages, even if I focus on the youngest most of the time. What happened to your little girl bird bath? Did you put up a picture?
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The bird bath is also a small fountain. I stored her in the garage, but I think there are some internal cracks that have caused the fountain to leak. She is sentimental to me, and I’m hoping she can be repaired.
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I hope so, too. I hope you find a good craftsperson.
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