There was a lowly lion,

Prowling the earth,

Searching for his hunt,

Dying inside.

There was a little lamb,

Looking for a life,

Lonely and afraid,

Alone for now.

The lamb moved to the mountains,

She discovered new friendships,

When the lion came along,

She cried.

The little lamb screamed out,

"Oh dear sweet lion,"

"I do not wish to hurt thee,"

The lowly lion replied.

The tiny lamb squeaked,

"I, love you my sweet lion,"

"Be afraid of me"

The lion demanded.

The lamb had fallen in love with the lion,

A mistake that could not be repaired,

What a foolish lamb,

Her world is in danger.

The lion protected the lamb,

From the evils of his kind,

"Oh what a foolish lion I am,

For falling in love with this lamb!"

The lion and the lamb were happy,

When the lion suddenly asked,

"Marry me my sweet lamb,

And you shall leave your past."

The lamb then said no,

She could not do this now,

But to become a lion is what she wanted,

For she would leave her fleece of snow.

A year later,

The lamb married the lion,

They are happier than ever,

With their child, Renesmee.