Met her there on the mountain pass
her eyes a beautiful emerald green.
her hair blowing softly in the breeze,
a beauty most have never seen.
Her hair a soft lovely black and grey,
with just a little dash of white.
Watched as she strolls down the path,
and then finally out of sight.
The wolf I speak of has such beauty,
has two pups and a loving mate.
And in the winter when food is scarce,
we leave food down at our gate.
So many folks think their killers,
believe me thats just not true.
But also know they can get mean,
if we should give them reason to.
They are such a beautiful animal,
and sometimes run with a pack.
they maybe gone for days and days,
most time they will come back.
If you should ever come across one,
don't just go out of your mind.
leave him alone enjoy his beauty,
and every thing will be just fine.
© Walt Chapman
5/7/2002
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