Poem (c) Frostwolf Garou 2004

Once there was a pack

An elder dog and two wolf pups

all were happy, the pack was good

everything ran as it should

the pack was together

close and strong

a slow grand joyous song

then time went on, in the pack

the two wolves bonded, but distance pained them

The shepherd watched and was happy

all were happy, a bit sad. the pack was good

everything went the best it could

The pack was far, but still together

close and strong

a hint of sorrow in a great song

Soon an ache began in the brown wolf

as much as his mate tried, could not be filled

none could see the ache. the german shepherd smiled

one was happy, and the other bittersweet. the pack still stood

everything tried to go as well as it could.

the pack was together

still somewhat strong

a quieter, yowling morning song

To remedy the brown wolf's sorrow,

which his grey had tried to stop

the shepherd brought a new gray into the pack

, closer in land to the brown

to the suspicion of the grey, but some grudging approval

the shepherd smiled and the grey sighed

most were happy, one unsure, the pack was good

things didn't go as good as they could

the pack was together, though apart inside

some were close, some were strong

the grey began a confused song

the grey grew suspicious as his brown

spent more and more of their time in the woods of the new gray

the shepherd noticed that the grey and brown played with him

less and less

two were happy, two were sad, the pack decayed

two were merged as the gray and brown played

the pack was together, but losing it's strength

the grey began a worried howling dirge

during a night in the woods, the grey talked to his brown

the grey asked him how he played with the new gray

often dodging, but later faltering, the brown told him

of their close close play

the grey wolf ran, his tail between his legs

felt pain upon pain, but the brown would not aid him

the shepherd frowned

the pack broke

nothing went as it should

two were close, two others gone

the grey began a betrayed howling cry

As the grey hid in the dark woods, the brown did not pursue

he was playing and talking with the gray

ignoring the grey. leaving him to be

the shepard saw this and sighed

he shook his tail and walked a trail

away from the corrupted pack

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4 are sad, 4 felt pain

4 need to know light again

all need to heal

but to do so

there is a way

let's hope they find it