Where is the Magic?

A lion told me I could be anything.

I knew this was foolish but yet I flew, I know this world was full of beautiful things that I could never hope to reach yet for a moment I touched them all. The lion told me I would grow soon. I was excited and wanted to do this as soon as I could. He smiled warmly; but a tear did fall. I thought little of it.

The lion became more angry "you will grow soon!" He said in a loud voice that was more beautful than scary. "I know, " I told him. The lion loved me and I him he showed me all the magic that was to be seen in this world. My adventures as a pirate and a space man that was magic so was the way the sun glinted off my mothers glass bird. I stole it once just to see the magic up close in the woods with the lion. I gave it back later... I did! or maybe I lost it with the lion.

I grew older then. Just as the lion told me. Soon I couldn't understand what he was telling me. I listened so hard one day but couldn't hear him. Did I ever hear him? No of course not "whoever heard of a lion singing." I must be crazy. I could still see him he looked at me with his big brown eyes so powerful yet gentle. He looked at me one day and another tear came down. As it touched the ground I looked up and couldn't see him any more. My lion was gone, the magic was gone. But I continued to grow I met girls and they told me to forget the magic and worry about how I looked and to be important instead. Well I do miss the lion still I just... well..

I seem to have forgotten his name.