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	NATURE’S WAY Sounds in the darkness beyond the campfire’s light, Is it the wind stirring softly or the ghosts in the night? The wind carries the scent that guides the ghosts to their prey, Shadows in the darkness needing no light to guide their way. The pack moves swiftly catching their victim unaware, Driven by hunger, the warm flesh they begin to tear. Survival of the fittest is Nature’s natural way, Our brother, the mighty wolf is still king to this day. JRS © 10-14-01 The "Okie" Poet Questions or Comments All poems copyrighted ã1997-... Spring Creations The "Okie" Poet All Rights Reserved