A Native American grandmother was talking to her grandson about how she felt.
She said, " I feel as if I have two wolves fighting in my heart.
One wolf is vengeful, angry, and violent.
The other wolf is loving and compassionate."
The grandson asked her,
"Which wolf will win the fight in your heart?"
The grandmother answered,
"The one I feed."
2 comments:
Where did you find this poem at?
saw it on facebook or something sim that same day i posted it. now i cant recall exactly.
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