Spirit Wolf Poem by moon dust
Spirit Wolf
Winter has set in
Young paws on the land
Taking his first tenative steps toward the icy season
His icy tears dripping down
From the face of the sky
Landing on trees
On ground
Winter is still small
But yearning to grow
Big strong and bold
Until he bounds over the earth
Blanketing everything in his white coat
And stealing away my friend
spirit wolf, always pals, run on young one 'till we meet again
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