Wolf Winter

This a poem I wrote when I was ten...

When the wolf appears

the sun flees from the sky

the only thing you can see are his eyes...

filled with the embers of a thousand fires

but gives the chill of an arctic strom

he will show no mercy

for his heart is made of ice and stone

he has lived for a thousand years

and will live for a thousand more

until the summer eagle

flies on the horizon

to drive him from the land

Author's Note

Ignore spelling and grammar :)

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[～ Moonlight ～]

Aw.. just love this!