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Silent as the night

Beautiful as the stars

Protective as a mother

Playful as a child

They sing together

They sing alone

They sing to the moon

They sing to each other

They sing to their children

They watch them grow

They are like something

That we will never know

They live together

They live as one

They walk the stars

They sing to the moon

They are our brothers

They are our sisters

So let them live with us

Let them live wild

Wild as the wind

Wild as the stars

Wild as the moon

They are wild

Wild wolves

Sisters of the stars

Brothers of the wind

Children of the moon


This is actually not my poem, i just really liked it because i have a fascination with wolves ^.^

- C.J.

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