What we do to our Animals, We do to ourselves.
Voices of the Endangered
If I wandered, off alone,
Would you notice I was gone?
Would you see what I have seen?
If I wandered off the scene
Would you even think of me?
In all the mountains I have roamed
Sat high and called to all my own
If I wandered, off alone
Would you notice I have gone?
When through the silence of the night
Through the shadows of moonlight
Will you search to hear my plea?
Will you even think of me?
Like the others I have known
Who no longer here, do roam?
In the darkness of the night
Do you feel my heart in flight?
If I, were never more to roam,
You would be standing here, all alone.
This one watches over my Grandson as well, Today is his Birthday 9 years old
He is who I fight for.