Thursday’s Poem

The Pack and the Pride

To the pack and the pride, to my deadly tribe
To run with wolves just one more time,
To chase our prey for one more day,
To catch the scent, to run the night away.

To howl at the moon, to make love
and to swoon. To drink to our health,
and to things greater than self.
To hear all the cries, from above and below.

To charge and to hunt, to fight with the best.
To give all that I have, and to hold nothing back.
To be true to my nature, to no longer resist.
To the pack and the pride, to give you my life.

© Bill Reynolds 7/26/2018

Look both ways to the peers and the cheers.
Know where you stand, with the gaps in the band.

5 thoughts on “Thursday’s Poem

  1. That. Is. Awesome! “To give all that I have, and to hold nothing back.
To be true to my nature, to no longer resist” -Why did it take me so long to let go? Lay it all out there and to hell with what anyone thinks. Nice work sir.

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