Yellow Eyes      
  
We've roamed the wild country
My beautiful yellow eyes,
Side by side we've hunted
Shadows dancing on northern skies. 
There have been times of plenty
We were content and serene,
Peacefully sleeping
Dangers few and far between. 
We've also known much hunger
Ribs protruding from each side,
Mournfully we howled
When our starving cubs had died.
And then there was our first winter
Romping thru the glistening snow,
Tasting each crystal snowflake
Falling gently to and fro. 
Ah my dear, sweet yellow eyes
I've known no greater love
Without you, I am nothing,
Our wild souls are one. 
And now you lay there dying
Steel jaws upon your frame,
Life's blood slowly seeping.
I whimper your sweet name. 
Helpless, I watch you struggle
Chest heaving with labored breath,
Steel jaws clenching tighter
Winds whisper the song of death. 
The blood has now stopped flowing
I know the time is near,
And you will forever leave me
My love, my life, my dear
And now my world is silent
Your struggles now have ceased,
I lay my head upon you
And know you are at peace. 
Perhaps your soul has lifted
To skies where eagles soar,
And there you'll greet your brothers
To run with them forever more. 
And someday I shall find you
In the heaven's so far above,
And when our wild soul's unite
There'll be no greater love. 


By Joan L. Van Vels



The Lonely Loner 
Chased from the world I once shared with man  
Now I must seek asylum wherever I can
Blamed for so many things I've never done
They point and say "there, he's the one". 
Once like the buffalo my numbers were great
But now for some company I constantly wait
My sleep is filled with dreams of days gone by
and each morning I awake with a tear in my eye. 
They call me a predator, they don't understand
I'm simply a hunter with no gun in hand
I desire no trophy to hang on my wall
But just a full belly when night starts to fall. 
Envious of my dog cousins and his master's love
And howling with loneliness to the Heaven's above
Though I long for a touch or a pat on the head
By nature's decision I'll have freedom instead. 
Married for life to such a beautiful mate
Until last winter when a bullet decided her fate
The pups are all grown and gone from the den
And I'm too old and stubborn to start over again
Now I'm truly a loner the legend is true
But forever searching for a friend like you
It's so hard to express but I'll try if I can
In your own words "hey I love you man". 
As your world grows and buildings get taller
My little hiding place keeps getting smaller
If you don't come to your senses sometime soon
Then who will be left to howl at the moon? 



By C.Blaine




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