Wolf Call

Wolf Call

A Poem by Spirit <White Wolf>

 

 
I hear your call,
you call to me.
In the dead of night,
oh let me come to thee.
I love your song,
I hear you sing.
I begin to change,
I join you in your cry.
We howl to the moon,
and run with grace.
Now I must go,
my meal is moving posthaste.

© 2008 Spirit <White Wolf>


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Added on February 7, 2008
Last Updated on February 7, 2008

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Spirit &lt;White Wolf&gt;
Spirit <White Wolf>

Boone, IA



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I write a lot of poems but I do have one book that I am working on getting published. Its called Animungus Lupus which means Shape-Shifting wolf in latin. I'm am major writer. I write about everything.. more..

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