New Song! The Littlest Lion

 HEY GUYS, HERE ARE THE LYRICS TO MY NEW STORY SONG, "THE LITTLEST LION".  TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK!  VERY HAPPY ABOUT THE STORY AND IT MAKES ME CRY (MAINLY DUE TO MY LOVE OF ASLAN AND SIMBA)

The Littlest Lion did dream a little dream

Of a land on the edge of a day

And his little lion feet skipped along to the beat

Of a strange little flame in his heart

From a cozy little cottage on the edge of the wood

Did the hero of our tale embark

And stark was the dark of the bark of the trees

When the cub stole away from his home

And harsh the were the scowls of the bats and the owls

Toward the lion that cried in the night

While he sobbed and choked, curled up by an oak

The cub prayed hard for the morn

When the sun rose up again

Some hope the light restored

For the Fox had heard the Lion's plight

And warmed him in his den

Now wise was the Fox in the ways of the world

And quick was the cub to learn

Of the old and the new and the deeper truths

That were free to the ones who seek

And many a day did pass in the warmth

Of dusty tomes and lore

But the lion's soul called him to roam

So the Fox bid him farewell

On wintry hill forlorn

The lion braved the chill

Then met his mentor's kin, the Wolf

And learned from Wolf the more

Now the thrill of the hunt ran deep in the blood

Of the Wolf and his family

On battlegrounds fierce, the Lion grew strong

Til his enemies feared his roar

But the honor of the pack was thicker than the stench

Of the vermin that the Lion slew

And the freedom they won for the innocent beasts

Was pardon for the lives cut short

But though, in fame, he grew

The Lion lacked a mate

Until, from regions ne'er explored

A Beauty did appear

In a trance from the power never felt by the Cub

Did he race to the Beauty on the shore

To the radiant glow of her countenance fair

His life did the Lion pledge

By the sea did the lovers breathe deep in the spray

Of the waves that shone in the sun

And the fire in the heart of the Lion burned bright

When the eyes of his Beauty he saw

Then after seasons long

Into the West he flew

And to the gold horizon

Did he call his only Cub

The Littlest Lion did dream a little dream

Of a land on the edge of a day

And his little lion feet skipped along to the beat

Of a strange little flame in his heart