Wolf Cries

I'm the lone wolf who calls to the moon
  to shine on me as I cry and swoon,
  I feel the slow death of Mother Nature
  as those who abuse her kill her creatures.

The birds and the bees,
  the squirrels in trees,
  the deer and the hare,
We all know when you care.

We're the gems of the forest.
We won't hurt you if you leave some food for us.
The buffalo sustain us through the winter snow
  as we huddle together when cold winds blow.


By:  Carole O'Terry Duet
Copyright:  Aug. 15, 2016
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Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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December 16, 2016 at 8:29 AM
Really nicely expressed thoughts Carole. The underlying theme in this is sad. All creatures deserve a chance to survive, we shouldn't interfere to the point where it affects this ability.
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December 16, 2016 at 3:15 PM
Exactly! And thank you, Chris.
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December 16, 2016 at 1:40 AM
You know how I feel about wolves, so when I saw this title I was over the moon! So of course, this touched me deeply! Even though they are a pack animal, I believe the life of a wolf would be a lonely one! A terrific write, Carole!
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December 16, 2016 at 3:41 PM
Hi Budgie! Yes, I remember how you feel about wolves and I feel the same way. I love them. That's why I decided to go ahead and post this one. I wish you could see the beautiful statue of a Shewolf and her pup that I bought my son, Luke, for Christmas last year. It is so beautiful. Anyway, I'm so glad you were "over the moon". lol Carole
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