Cold Noses At The Pearly Gates, Christian fiction, Anything Robin Cook, Stephen King
A POEM IN HONOR OF WOLF #1O
He's The First
He's the first.
He's the Alpha,
The leader of the pack.
He stands tall and proud.
He's called Number 10.
He leaves the pen,
The boldest wolf of all.
He's the first.
To be free in Yellowstone.
He calls to his mate,
His howl long and low.
Come run with me,
Be free with me,
Live with me,
In this new land of plenty.
He's the first.
Walking slowly along the ridgeline,
Silhouetted against the sky.
Does he see --
The reflection of the scope,
The man with the rifle.
He's the first.
The only wolf who would run close,
When they came inside the pen.
The only wolf who left for freedom,
When the door was opened.
The only wolf to stand,
In sight of all,
And howl for his mate.
The only wolf who has shown little fear,
He shows none now.
He's the first.
He feels it rip thru his body!
Why?
What has he done?
He's gone!
Shot!
Dead!
By way of a rifle, a scope, a bullet,
A MAN -- For FUN!!
He's the first!
But he lives on!
In our hearts!
Through his sons and daughters.
His song will always be heard in the Lamar.
He will always be remembered!
Shhh...Listen to the Howl on the wind.
©1997, M L Johnson
Fact: The Gray Wolf mates for life.
Fact: The Gray Wolf, the Red Wolf,
and the Maned Wolf are all on the
U.S. Endangered Species list.
To look into the eyes of a wolf, is to look
into your soul
In the end we will conserve only what we love. We will love only what we understand. We will understand only what we are taught.
Baba Dioum, Senegalese conservationist (b. 1937)
I miss Toons!
www.bestfriends.org
www.prayersforpets.org
http://my.care2.com/catlady2006
http://www.elephants.com/jenny/jennystart.htm
An elephant that PBS introduced us to, has died at the Elephant Sanctuary. Jenny was her name, and if you don't already know about her, please go to the above website and prepare to fall in love
THE ANIMALS' SAVIOR
I looked at all the caged animals in the shelter . . . the cast-offs of human society.
I saw in their eyes love and hope, fear and dread, sadness and betrayal. And I was angry.
"God,", I said, "this is terrible! Why don't you do something?"
God was silent for a moment, and then He spoke softly. "I have done something,", He replied. "I created You."
Jim Willis, Author
from Kathy G's Care2 page
