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Poem: The Coyotes Howl

March 3, 1997 and Jonathan is 17 -thinking nervously about what it will mean to be going to college.

I hear the coyotes howl
and enjoy it to the fullest
for I know I will miss them
when I am gone.

2 thoughts on “Poem: The Coyotes Howl

  1. Lisa

    Come listen ANYTIME! We have a family this summer living in the cave within our “lover’s leap” with 8 kits! They can really get to going!!

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