ANOTHER WOLF HAS COME ALIVE


As I sit inside, my mother's heart is warm
She has protected me from each and every storm
She hunted and fed me, as the weeks went on
She is the reason that I have become so strong
My eyes have slowly formed, as have my feet and ears
Is it possible I am crying?  Are they really tears?
The bond was formed in the womb, growing stronger each day
When I am released, at my mother's boosom I will stay
She will teach me to hunt, just like my brother
My angel, I'm her spirit; she is my mother
Her instincts are what allow US to survive
So when you hear my mother's howl, you'll know...
ANOTHER WOLF HAS COME ALIVE

Joe Henn