Shall I compare you to a lioness?

With your soft blonde mane shining in the sun,

And like deadly claws unsheathed with finesse,

Your dainty hands hold a dangerous gun.

So like a lioness in every way,

Able to butcher and maim in a blur,

Except for the times when you have no prey,

And lovingly snuggle with me and purr.

But I adore your risky behavior,

And like a deep breath of pure, sweet fresh air,

Your daring and grit have been my savior,

And to the blood that you’ve spilled – I don’t care.

And as long as you don’t ever hunt me,

I just want to say, I love you Bonnie.