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Poems for the Time

             When Max finally got back to the major crowd, and that’s what it had become as curious pack members came in to offer their help. While getting the scoop on what happened at the front gate.

He was no longer used to this many people, and it was wearing on him, with the pain dull throbbing in time to his slowly fraying nerves.

Max couldn’t leave these pups, but he was also itching to speak to each one of them. Just so, he knew how to integrate them into his pack. He’d have to do that when he got home from here and then keep a very close eye on everyone.

What he found was a memory of the past ringing with a lilting voice of his mother as she read a new poem, she had found but fit so well into their lives. It was as if they had made it for this moment.

Max had missed most of the opening refrains of the poem. But it was as if it spoke to him, and his mother claimed the ti

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