Keeping Safe Poem by Denis Martindale

The lioness was keeping safe,
Somewhat alone in part,
As if this was something to crave,
A healing of the heart...
And so she watched the day go by,
Beneath the sky so blue,
At peace, for now, not asking why,
Not seeking things to do...

While just another sunny day,
The same-old goings-on,
The lioness was prone to stay
Until such time had gone...
The lion pride still did its thing
Without her company,
Yet knowing that her wandering
Was simply meant to be...

Let her return when all was well,
To take her place once more,
To settle in, no tale to tell,
Her friendships to restore...
But until then, grant her remain
Throughout her interlude,
For each, like her, felt much to gain
Came from such solitude...