Iditarod

A Poem by Wolf

Alone for days at a time i grow weary every night;

the creatures of the night creep closer with every breath.

Nobody to talk to but My team;

8 members all togeather they are my family out here.

With nothing to lose we charge every night;

hoping to win the iditarod.

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wonderful write....keep it up

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Added on October 29, 2010
Last Updated on October 29, 2010

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