Wolf's Parade Poem by Nightmist Moonshade

Wolf's Parade



The night owl's triumphant greeting,
This sounds the party.

The wild wolves call me to their gathering,
A sad rejoice at their once missing leader.

The private party turns on the trumpeter
The owl has been silenced.

Sunday, November 2, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: sad
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