Autumn WolvesA Poem by Tina KlineIn the Autumn the wolves howl The moon overhead is full and round The fiery leaves fall in twirling dried clusters Their fiery hues softly carpet the ground
At dawn the forest is damp and quiet The wolves gather together as a pack The fiery leaves continue to drift and fall The wolves stretch out to rest and relax
In the Autumn the wolves sing The sun rises higher in the pale blue sky The wolves are resting peacefully now With the coming of the night hear their cry © 2012 Tina KlineReviews
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