LITTLE LION

LITTLE LION

Little lion I hear you roar

You make my heart really soar

Taking on the wild creatures

And some with softer features

 

Little lion I hear you purr

Soft one with the angel fur

Love you give and love you take

Easy as the Sound you make

 

Little lion you’re dear to me

Why is so easy to see.

Lovely one in my embrace

There’s nothing that we can’t face

 

(prompt: the_two_dandelions_by_thymuss-d478m97)

THE REDBUD TREE

Characters: Byrdie

Rating: G

Summary: When things are put where they shouldn’t be.

A/N: some views are contriversal

Prompt: daily_prompt 397 credit Mark Pearson

Word Count: 297

THE REDBUD TREE

I love spring in the mountains. The wild things start blooming. Honeysuckle, wild roses and then the rhododendron fill the air with perfume. Spring here is all about the wild grown flowers for me.

 

Have you seen that over yonder before? That’s a redbud tree. It grows wild here. Did you know that people in the city pay for those trees. They put them in their yards to make their houses look pretty.

 

I think the redbud looks best in the middle of some trees not on in the front yard of some city house. My cousin came one year and dug up one that was growing in one of the state parks. He dug up a rhododendron too.  He took them to the city but they didn’t live. It died before the hole was filled in good.

 

Things like these wild growing bushes and vines need that rich forest dirt. You know, the dirt made of dead leaves and creature droppings. You can’t buy that in a bag in the city.

 

It always makes me sad when people try to take things from one place to another place where it doesn’t belong.

 

It’s not just bushes and vines but people too. There are people that can’t make it past these mountains without help. The outside world isn’t like it here in Vandalia. Here we take care of our own. Out there nobody cares about no one but themselves.

 

Now don’t get me wrong there are a few good souls but most couldn’t care less. You know that already. You are from there.

 

I see you need to go. I hope you will come back soon. Come and look at the dogwood when it comes into bloom. That is later this spring. I don’t mind the company