Closing my eyes . . . .
I can see in my mind the two wolves roaming the wild country . . . . . . . . .
We've roamed the wild country
My beautiful yellow eyes
Side by side we've hunted
Shadows dancing on northern skies
There have been times of plenty
We were content and serene
Peacefully sleeping
Dangers few and far between
We've also known much hunger
Ribs protruding from each side
Mournfully we howled
When our starving cubs had died
And then there was our first winter
Romping through the glistening snow
Tasting each crystal snowflake
Falling gently to and fro
Ah my dear, sweet yellow eyes
I've known no greater love
Without you I am nothing
Our wild souls are one
And now you lay there dying
Steel jaws upon your frame
Life's blood slowly seeping
I whisper your sweet name
Helpless, I watch you struggle
Chest heaving with labored breath
Steel jaws clenching tighter
Winds whisper the song death
The blood has now stopped flowing
I know the time is near
And you will forever leave me
My love, my life, my dear
And now my world is silent
Your struggles now have ceased
I lay my head upon you
And now you are at peace
Perhaps your soul has lifted
To skies where eagles soar,
And there you'll greet your brothers
To run with them forever more
And someday I shall find you
In the heaven's so far above
And when our wild soul's unite
They'll be no greater love
Joan L. Van Vels
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