In Iran I have a brother
The kindest soul on Earth
A warm and vibrant friend is he
Who really shows his worth
He shares my laughter and my tears
And is always there for me
The purest heart in all the world
Lone Wolf out there he be
In forests with his birding friends
His telescopic lens
He captures rare and wondrous sights
and shares them with his friends
In Iran I have a brother
A thoughtful caring loving soul
The sun, on wintery days
The fresh green shoots of Springtime
worthy of great praise
Consistant, calm, collected, creative
to a tee
Lone wolf my dearest brother
You have been so good to me
Adopted by a lone wolf
as in the forest, I
was lost, the darkness frightened me
In the litter where I lie
A thoughtful soul took on the role
Proected me from those
Ugly monsters, he was there
My brothers sweetest prose
Comforts and caresses
To know him is to be
Happy and to realise
That we are all family
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