I Wrote A Poem

I wrote a poem and a wolf took off with it in his mouth.

He ran quickly through trees and across clear river as I tried to catch him.

Up over hill moon shone it’s golden orb.

I stopped upon the hill crest and looked below.

Around fallen logs a wolf pack gathered waiting for their leader.

He came to a stop around them and gently placed my poem upon the ground.

He nudged the creases out and with elderly wise eyes read what I wrote.

He finished; tipped his head and responsed to my poem.

His wordless howling song tugged at me for I had written about love of nature.

He finished his song and looked up to where I was on hill.

He gently took my poem and raced back up the hill.

He stopped inches to where I was and bowed his head towards me.

I nodded to him taking my poem and clutched against my chest.

He turned around and raced back down to his wolf pack.

I stayed the evening and listened to them sing their leader’s song.

It was sweet to my ears to know they loved my poem.

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