loup
10 January 2018
    the powder blankets the hillside
    the moon is full, as it casts glitter over each snowflake
    through the night a single wolf pierces the silence
    sending an eerie call out to his lost pack
    a mournful, lonely cry
    his shadow rises above the countryside
    and then quietly disappears
    leaving only his tracks in the snow
    and the memory of his sad song
    to prove he lived
    lehnanne g. kidd © 10 January 1996

 

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