BORN FREE
They were born free,
these wolfs running in packs,
caring and loving
wanting to roam there mountains,
knowing life as God
intend as a family.
They were born to be free...
They did not ask
for people to come,
and disturb them,
Intruding in there life's,
they were meant to live freely
left alone with there cubs.
They were born to be free...
People have wondered upon them,
looking at there beauty,
some trying to harm them,
not realizing they
have hearts and feelings
just like you and me.
They were born to be free...
What else can they do,
how can they understand,
as they sometimes
look in wonder
at humans not realizing
what could be.
They were born to be free...
They love there life,
open wilderness running,
playing happily.
There are many things
in life we as
people do not see,
however these beauties
are meant to be left alone
to live there life's in
there environment,
we should gaze upon
them from a distance,
to enjoy there beauty
They were born to be free...
Poem by Connie Fredlund