Long Ago Poem by Marilyn Shepperson

Long Ago



Midnight, always a magical time
For a story of long ago
When men believed in witches and fairies
Basilisks, dragons and unicorns
So, when the moon arose
Above leafless trees, stark in the light
Shut out alone, a man shivers
Shunned by family and friends
He fears what will happen, if the moon is full
For they have labelled him a were-wolf

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