It seems at times we spar around <br />Like the lion and the lamb. <br />And I can hardly tell at times, <br />Just which of these I am. <br /> <br />We don’t live in a jungle. <br />Home comforts are not missed. <br />But often dear our love life, <br />Feels like living in a wilderness. <br /> <br />This state seems like confusion. <br />In my heart is often pain. <br />The barren desert of our love, <br />Deeply needs infusing rain. <br /> <br />As the lion is so proud and strong, <br />And the lamb is weak and shy. <br />At times with you I’m happy. <br />And at other times I cry! <br /> <br />It seems at times we spar around <br />Like the lion and the lamb. <br />And I can hardly tell at times, <br />Just which of these I am!<br /><br />Robert Edgar Burns<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-lion-and-a-lamb/
