I cannot Breath, I cannot sleep,
if in his breast I do not keep. 

Together we rest in the shadows dark,
waiting for the call of the morning lark. 

Then we chase the moon running wild and free,
companions always we long to be.

He came to me when I was alone and falling,
I remember it well……… My coyote calling.

(Words on reverse of greeting cards)
© 1999

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