The Panther Stalks, With A Wolf's Soul

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As no other, a special man he is

Kind of heart, and soft of voice,

Gentle, considerate, passion abounds

And of spirits he has a choice.

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The panther stalks, quietness its companion

Stillness surrounding, even the winds cease,

Creeping along, step by step, evenly paced

Muscles ripple, leaving a permanent crease.

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The heartbeat increases, the breathing stills

Imminent danger abounds, eyes ahead always,

Black as the night, the prey unsuspecting

The pounce unforgiving, the tackle a haze.

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The wolf guards, watching all about

Intense, serious, nothing gets past,

A glance will freeze unwanted visitors

But a kindness, a friendship made to last.

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Gentle, fierce, never-knowing, alert

Silently watching, waiting its turn,

The unsuspecting trudge along unaware

But will soon hear the low growls and learn.

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Combine all these traitsin one package

With all abundant love, the softness of souls,

A heart that lets all pass and enter

Along with wisdom, there is no toll.

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You will find my son, of whom I am so proud

Who will stand strong, who will win his war,

As I hold him tight, rock him with my love

Forever above me, his spirit will soar.

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For my son, Richard, who fought the fight, but lost before his birth with his twin brother, Marc

Love, Mum xx

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