Lone Wolf

There's a man I know,
He is kind and helpful,
And rowdy too.
Calls himself a Lone Wolf.

If you needed help and he is able,
He would be there in minutes.
And do whatever he could
Until the problem was finished.

He has some health problems,
So I keep him in my prayers.
He says he hasn't many friends--
I say he's got me and the Man upstairs.

He lets on like it doesn't bother him
That he's living alone, but even
A Lone Wolf visits the pack
Sometime during the seasons.

He won't tell anyone
When he's sick or in the hospital,
Says it's okay he's alone--
I say that's bull.

He likes to shock me with jokes
Or bawdy stories--I surprise him
Sometimes with zingers or e-mails
That I know will make him grin.

Sometimes it seems like he feels
He has a tough guy rep to protect.
Sometimes we argue, but we remain friends--
As I've told him until one of us is left.