Howl At The Moon...A Poem by chuck
On a cold winters night the full moon spirit came down to dance on the great endless shore.
As she danced to the sounds of the winds she met the spirit wolf. They danced until dawn and as the sun came up, she told the wolf she must return to the sky. One final kiss and embrace and she was gone. Now, on nights of the full moon, you can hear the cries of the spirit wolf. Howling at the moon, hoping that someday they may dance again. © 2023 chuck |
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Added on February 28, 2023 Last Updated on February 28, 2023 Author
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