Special
They are maidens of the wolf people
They are loved with no end
Magical
With a smile
They take away the pain of the day
My heart is glad
Watching them play and hear their laughter
Music to my ears
The sound as they call to me
Their hugs are medicine to an aching body
I will never leave them
For I live in their hearts
Their magic keeps me alive to watch over them
Thank you Lord for these gifts
My Wild hair and Skinny girl
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