KING OF JUNGLE

• Zahra Fouladi , Grade 7
• Poetry
• 2018

The lion stood tall and proud,
With its eyes glistening like the sun.
Its thick, soft mane was a rich golden brown,
And its blood curdling roar was incredibly loud.

Its powerful roar echoed across the mountain slope,
Which made other animals feel like a dope.
Its mighty power held the jungle together,
Yet was a shelter for all if strom dared to enter.