Simon the Lion

I tried so hard to write this,
It took me several times,
It started off about a lion,
But I crossed out all the lines.

So now I start again this verse,
I hope it says what I find hard,
The love that I feel for you big bear,
Is regardless of your mard.

But aside my heart that cries now,
I must fly your cave and go.
An owl; you taught me lessons,
And how all of us can grow.

So Simon, my dear lion,
I'll never forget your words,
Look to the sky my brother,
And I'll be with the birds.

And when I see a pigeon,
I'll always think of you.
And lucky there are plenty,
Fucked up, just like us too.