There is a bond of blood holding on to them
That forms this group just from the stem.
The parents usually are the center
No “in between” and no chance to enter.
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The kids are completing the group around
Together with partners they have found.
Teenagers leave after a while
Form their own group. just this style.
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They play, they sleep, they hunt and kill
Everyone adds his own skill.
They protect their kin, as it should be
Living in any family!
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No matter how fun this might all sound
Wherever they are and can be found.
To their blood bond you are a stranger
And on their ground to you they’re danger!
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They’ve been on this Earth are spirit guides
Revered, respected on many sides.
Nature agrees with them and goes hand in hand
Through sunlight and through shadow land.
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Anchestor’s know he was here before
Then he was killed for fun, fur and more.
Now he returns, no need to reap
We need to watch and need to keep.
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A bond he forms to our spirit soul
Helps us and nature become whole.
He’s not evil, he’s not bad!
No reason to shoot or just go mad.
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Protect his wisdom, protect his kind
Don’t close your eyes and just go blind.
Don’t slaughter, keep from killing, don’t engulf
Our spirit, the wilderness’ Great Grey Wolf!
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(Copyright Aurora Jean Alexander, August 2016)
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