We've roamed the wild country
My beautiful yellow eyes,
Side by side we've hunted
Shadows dancing on northern skies.

There have been times of plenty
We were content and serene,
Peacefully sleeping
Dangers few and far between.

We've also known much hunger
Ribs protruding from each side,
Mournfully we howled
When our starving cubs had died.

And then there was our first winter
Romping thru the glistening snow,
Tasting each crystal snowflake
Falling gently to and fro.

Ah my dear, sweet yellow eyes
I've known no greater love,
Without you, I am nothing
Our wild souls are one.

And now you lay there dying
Steel jaws upon your frame,
Life's blood slowly seeping
I whimper your sweet name.

Helpless, I watch you struggle
Chest heaving with labored breath,
Steel jaws clenching tighter
Winds whisper the song of death.

The blood has now stopped flowing
I know the time is near,
And you will forever leave me
My love, my life, my dear.

And now my world is silent
Your struggles now have ceased,
I lay my head upon you
And know you are at peace.

Perhaps your soul has lifted
To skies where eagles soar,
And there you'll greet your brothers
To run with them forever more.

When I hear you crying softly
In the middle of the night,
I want to tell you I'm o.k.
And everything's alright.

I didn't want to leave so soon
I barely got to grow,
But once my job on earth was done
I really had to go.

I don't want you to be sad for me
Cause I'm in a real nice place,
And anytime I want to
I can gaze upon your face.

In fact I'm feeling right at home
Someone's always yelling no!
And if it weren't for jumping clouds
I'd have nowhere else to go.

It's always very quiet here
Especially at night,
Until I burst into my wolf tune
And sing with all my might.

Tell Waylon and Shane Michael
To listen to the wind,
Cause when the moon is full
They'll hear the cry of their old friend.

Please give Jena and Sierra
A special hug from me,
I sometimes miss those carefree days
That came so easily.

I know what your doing, mom
And it really makes me proud,
I get so darned excited
That I howl right out loud.

Your plan to save the timber wolf
And all his family too,
Will leave a shining legacy
Of the life I shared with you.

Now all of you get ready
To share a family hug,
Give dad a big wet sloppy one
While he's pinned down on the rug.

Free of spirit, body and soul
To her heart there was no key,
Captured by nothing, nothing at all
I wonder even by me.

In her veins ran the ultimate symbol
Of triumph over time,
Her beauty was a picture
Of the perfect design.

Her eyes held the ghost of ancestors
That roamed before,
Strength, courage and grace
She was to the core.

Silent paws trotting
on a well beaten trail,
alone in the wilderness,
so young and so frail.

Little yips go unanswered,
the moon is now his guide,
looking for ones just like him,
or have all of them just died?

He sniffs the dampened ground
and senses man everywhere,
the silence is deafening
no howls in the air.

Oh why did he venture
so far from his den,
while his pack fell silent
at the hands of men?

His stomach is growling
but the hunger he’ll endure,
his pack family is out there
it’s their blood he smells for sure.

He stops in his tracks
and raises his head up high,
the terror overwhelms him
as he lets out another cry.

But still there’s no answer
he can’t understand why,
he’ll follow their trail
or he surely will die.

For days now he’s traveled
his spirit and body gone weak,
he lies down in white clover
no more energy left to speak.

Soon the soul hovers
over this tiny, frail pup,
whose future now will be guarded
as his soul travels up.

What right does man have
to take life from a living thing,
that has no way to voice its defense
against a human being?

He stands alone at the top of the hill
And sings his mournful cry,
His mate and cubs are missing
He's not certain why.

He had been out hunting
Was gone for only a day,
And hurried back with empty jaws
So scarce now was their prey.

He wasn't gone long
Eager to get home,
But the den was cold and empty
And he sensed something was wrong.

The smell of man was everywhere
With footprints in the dirt,
And blood shed from his family
He knew they had been hurt.

He sat and waited day by day
With hopes they would return,
There wasn't much he could do
Except quietly sit and yearn.

Why would man come all this way
To hunt and shoot them down,
To interrupt their quiet lives
When no harm had been done?

Their territory plainly marked
And not once did they stray,
For they would rather starve to death
Than to get in man's way.

The smell of chickens, cows and sheep
Were so tempting at times,
But instincts warned not to hunt them
Or they would lose their lives.

And so they lived a quiet life
Existing on small game,
Careful it was only wildlife
And nothing man had tamed.

So he could find no reason
For the blood shed on that day,
So peacefully they lived here
So far out of man's way.

Maybe they'd be coming back
His cubbies and his mate,
Wolves are mated once for life
So he would sit and wait.

That was many moons ago
And they have not come back,
But he will not stop hoping
For the reunion of his pack.

My best friend is truly misunderstood
She comes from nature like the earth and wood.
All the misconceptions about her, she must defend
They can't see, she has the gentleness of the wind.

My friend is mischievous; that's not just a rumor
But it's only her way of showing a sense of humor.
She has love and respect for the human race
Which never seems to be returned; what a disgrace.

My friend has a heart full of loyalty and love
Her grace and beauty were gifts from above.
She loves to frolic and run just for fun
Otherwise it's shade she seeks, to be out of the sun.

There are times you may not see her standing there
But, of your presence, you can bet she is aware.
When I look into her eyes, I see age old intelligence
When others see her, in fear they wince.

It's been said about dogs
Regardless of breed,
Once blood has been drawn
There's always a need.
One dog all alone
Is not likely to kill,
But, add one to another
And the chance becomes real.

By picking and choosing
One trait for another,
Mankind rejected
The gifts from our mother.
All purity was lost
In the search for perfection,
New breeds have been named
The rest face rejection.

A dog, so they say
Is the best friend man's got,
They live to love
And are easily taught.
He's a tracker, a pointer
A guard for your door,
When it seems he's given all he's got
He'll give a little more.

For Jena and Lobo
Sierra and Blue,
The call of the wild
Was not something new.
A life of confinement
Being chained to a tree,
Or freedom in death
With true dignity.

The time we shared will always
Be a treasure meant to keep,
A field of brilliant flowers
Growing wild for us to reap.
We will listen for your mournful song
When the wind blows in the night,
With love we will remember you...
Go softly toward the light.

These prison bars I sit behind
From which there is no escape.
Why didn't I get a second chance
But, now it is too late.

I tried to live my master's way
To put instincts aside.
To disobey meant punishment
And oh, how hard I tried.

I didn't mean to trash the house
I did it just for fun.
It's boring being in the house
With no place I can run.

And when I got to go outdoors
He put me on a chain.
I'd run around in circles
Till he'd come out again.

Uh oh, he found the hole I dug
I did it to stay cool.
He beat me with his balled up fists
Oh, why is he so cruel?

My tail tucked between my legs
I'm so scared that I pee.
It doesn't matter what I do
He's just so hard to please.

He doesn't even like the song
I howl every night.
He yells "shut up", and out he comes
To start another fight.

I'm battered, bruised and all alone
Is this how life should be?
When all I wanted was his love
And true acceptance of me.

For I can't help the way I am
At times I feel so strange.
I guess I'm like my ancestors
That once had roamed the range.

So, here I sit on death row
Trapped behind these bars.
Soon to be a spirit
Free amongst the stars.

He's been worshiped
And he's been feared,
He's been pushed from state
to state thru the years.
But now we know him
Now we understand,
The fragile balance
Between nature and man.

He's the call of the wild
with a spirit strong and true,
And each and every child
Should have the chance
To listen to the call of the wild.

Brother to brother
Father to son,
Have told the stories
Of this nobile one.
Proud as an eagle
And free as the wind,
And you can hear him
If you only listen.

You'll hear the call of the wild
With a spirit strong and true,
And each and every child
Should have the chance
To listen to the call of the wild.

Chased from the world I once shared with man
Now I must seek asylum wherever I can
Blamed for so many things I've never done
They point and say "there, he's the one".

Once like the buffalo my numbers were great
But now for some company I constantly wait
My sleep is filled with dreams of days gone by
and each morning I awake with a tear in my eye.

They call me a predator, they don't understand
I'm simply a hunter with no gun in hand
I desire no trophy to hang on my wall
But just a full belly when night starts to fall.

Envious of my dog cousins and his master's love
And howling with loneliness to the Heaven's above
Though I long for a touch or a pat on the head
By nature's decision I'll have freedom instead.

Married for life to such a beautiful mate
Until last winter when a bullet decided her fate
The pups are all grown and gone from the den
And I'm too old and stubborn to start over again.

Now I'm truly a loner the legend is true
But forever searching for a friend like you
It's so hard to express but I'll try if I can
In your own words "hey I love you man".

The leader of the pack,
Strong and true
He holds his alpha head high,
Knowing another night is almost through
He lies beneath the moon,
Stares up at the sky
His dedication will always remain true.

Looking through his eyes,
One sees loneliness,
A soleness that no one understands,
But all accepts
In my eyes, he stands alone
He is simply God’s perfection
Yet, people still wander in his direction.

He pounces on the ice,
He slams at his reflection,
Why, when such beauty stands?