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Subject: i must leave... Author: dark spirit [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 17:32:27 12/26/02 Thu he crosses alone from the smiling timber land and comes down into an open space among the trees. here a yellow stream flows from rotted moose hide sacks and sinks into the ground,with long grasses growing through it and vegetable mound overrunning it and hiding its yellow from the sun; and here he muses for atime, howling once, long and mournfully, ere he depart... but he is not always alone. when the long winter hights come on and the wolves follow their meat into the lower valleys, he may be seen. a ghost wolf runnning at the head of the pack through the pale moonlight or glimmering borealis, leaping gigantic above his fellows, his great throat a-bellow as he sings a song of the younger world, which is the song of the pack.... *the end has come* but its not over my life goes on, in green grass and clover don't forget me i'm always around listen to the wind and hear my sound the howl of the wolve is always near, listen hard and you may hear... the freedom rings close and loud. and dark spirits float high and proud **thanks to everyone! i'm sorry i can't take it anymore. thanks to the book call of the wild by jack londen. i wrote the end poem. bye guys i'll keep checking in though...im getting who ever takes over to play my other tree wolves.** [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]