Well, everybody else is sending in their ferret poems, so I may as well
join in.  I actually wrote this before Tater, or any other ferret came,into
my life.  Imagine my surprise when, upon re- reading it tonight, I found a
very familiar critter in it.  I think it just might express some feelings
which are familiar to ferret-folks.
 
 
                                 JOURNEY
 
                     I have stood upon a mountaintop
                  I have turned my face to face the Sun
                     I have lain in a meadow of new
                              Spring grass
                 I have heard the song of a newborn fawn
                   And walked beside a laughing stream
 
                 I have felt the kiss of a morning mist
                I have tasted the drops of a healing rain
                    I have stood in the shadow of the
                               Wisdom tree
               I have touched the flakes of an early snow
                   And seen the joy in a mother's tear
 
                I have smelled the hope of an opening bud
                 I have sensed the peace in an angry sky
                   I have thought the thoughts which a
                              Forest thinks
              I have drempt the dreams of a dreaming child
                    And wept the tears of a waterfall
 
                   I have slept beside a sleeping wolf
                 I have danced along with a dancing wind
                     I have played the play which a
                              Ferret plays
                I have laughed the laugh of a mockingbird
                   And sung the song of an early dawn
 
                     With each of these  I have run
                       All of these I have become
                    Our lives have joined and become
                               As one
                 A life that will live for living's sake
                 A life that will live when we are gone
 
                                copyright
                           Michael J. Schieman
                                  1994
Paw Paw
 
[Posted in FML issue 1427]