• Feel fur you

    Walking beneath the trees
    A mother walks with her cubs
    Perhaps some were adopted
    But all of them are loved

    She, like the moon, shines beautifully
    A mystery to see
    Her eyes are full of wonder
    Her heart full of belief

    From behind, comes along the father
    With a fierce and determined stare
    His howl can shake the mountains
    His scars show how he's fared

    Among cubs walk mother and father
    To which they sneak a peak
    He is not so proud enough
    As to not nuzzle his mate's cheek

    Their pups bounce in front joyfully
    And soon they reach their den
    All huddled and laying down together
    For when tomorrow begins again.