30/10/2024
King of Kings
At dawn’s first breath, where earth meets sky,
Willow found Redz, with his magical eye,
His coat like midnight, wise but not free,
Bound to the pulse of earth, air, fire and sea.
Through forests deep, past rivers wide,
They strode as one, with nature as guide.
Each step a promise, each glance a song,
In roots of the earth, they both belonged.
Silent they heard mother nature sing,
Redz by Willow, and each a king.
Two souls, one path, fierce and true,
Bound by earth’s breath, and her morning’s dew.
Side by side through thick and thin,
golden crowns gleaming for
king of kings.
