One Less Fight To Prove
Two little Wolf-Pups out to play,
Cause it felt so great that day.
One was brown and one was gray,
They stopped to fight along the way.
Proving their place in the family-pack,
They had to know it, before going back.
Suddenly, there came an un-expectant bite,
That brings a screeching end to their fight.
It sends Brown-Pup rolling, on his back,
Giving Gray-Pup his place in the-pack.
An injured Brown-Pup, just quietly sits,
Sadly, watching as Gray-Pup enjoys his hit.
He stands so tall with his tail in the air,
Earning his place, is what put it there.
Yes, Brown-Pup knows how it feel to loose,
Now, his battles he'll carefully choose.
For each fight will always prove something,
Yet, today, he'll not leave with nothing.
Cause now he has ONE LESS FIGHT TO PROVE,
Today, Gray-Pup earned his place to rule.
Copyright © Carol B Tyre | Year Posted 2007
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