Sunlit Family

The wolf cubs looked to see what's what, Beside the water's edge, Beneath God's sun that shone so hot, In service to His pledge, To shine on all that lived on Earth, The evil and the good, So that each one could prove his worth, Within his neighbourhood... Those tiny cubs had no defence Against much larger foes And Nature offers no pretence And to no-one it owes... While wolves are hunters through and through, They live from meal-to-meal, To do whatever they must do... Survival is that real... And so their mother stood on guard, As they prepared to drink, Protectively with one good heart, No matter what some think... She's a huntress! She won't give in! Her family's unique! Consider her their heroine, Defender of the weak... Denis Martindale, copyright, November 2011. The poem is based on the magnificent painting by Stephen Gayford called 'Sunlit Family'. More Stephen Gayford poems here: denis-martindale-dot-blogspot-dot-com