A Lion Roars

After a night of vivid dreams,

The lion awoke.

The morning was calm, and

He found himself alone.

No sign of animals around,

Just the sun, trees, and wind.

The lion walked and looked,

But he didn’t find anyone.

The scene around him seemed

The same as when he went to sleep.

Yet, the lion knew, something

Had changed since.

He picked up the pace, going

Around in eccentric circles.

The lion, not having found anyone,

Stopped.

He roared, mainly to confirm

He still could. He did.

He roared one more time, as a

Last goodbye, and he ran away.