Logan The Lion!

There was a little lion who Was still without a name! He wanted one! Who wouldn't do? His parents were to blame... Rejecting this, rejecting that, With no decision yet, While people named their dog or cat So they don't get upset... So little lion tried to find A guy's name on his own, A name that somehow he thought kind By which he could be known... So in the distance, hid by grass, He watched some children play, To hear their names as each would pass, Till he heard someone pray... A passing pilgrim boy began, 'Dear God, it's me again! I know that You've still got a plan, That helps me now and then... Why Logan, Lord, not Timothy, Or Philip, Frank or Fred? If I'd one wish, then it would be Another name instead! ' And yet the lion disagreed, 'I like his name the best, In fact, that's just the name I need And how I'll be addressed! ' His parents smiled, no longer sad, When he chose to proclaim, The day he told his Mum and Dad, 'I'm Logan! That's MY name! ' Denis Martindale April 2017. A poem based on the magnificent little lion cub Stephen Gayford wildlife paintings. Google search for phrases gayford prints and Stephen Gayford poetry and also for Heaven and Earth Designs...