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A natural thing,
the way a woman
surveys
a look from the eyes,
the sound in a voice;
tension in the muscles
condition of the skin.
All factors,
figure in
to the way a woman
searches faces of
loved ones.
Studying each one
assuring herself of their
well being,
before settling
into her comfort zone;
content that all is well.
Wolves smell trouble
before it brews.
Perhaps a part of
female instinct
harkens back to a
wildness
when
there was need
to assess
the health of the pack.
Carolyn Brunelle
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