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Tiny cub, Wriggling cub, Who will you be? Will you be calm Like your mother Or daring like me?
Are you strong, Stubborn, Fierce, and brave? Will it be the Thrill of the Hunt you crave?
Or are you Meant for Tamer things? Will you answer When the river Sings?
Will you create Wondrous things With your tiny hand? Will you gather The bounty Of the land?
Are you the Healer we've been Waiting for? Or will you be Chief like your Ancestors before?
Hush, little cubling, Your Father is Here.
You are safe In my arms.
No need to fear. |