The Wolf

The Wolf

A Poem by Autumn T.

He raises his muzzle to the bright full moon,
He howls his lonely song.
The call of the wild
That all too soon,
Echoes,
And is gone.

© 2011 Autumn T.


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Added on December 13, 2011
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Autumn T.
Autumn T.

Rockford, MI



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