THE GRAY WOLF

The Gray Wolf standing in the snow
So proudly stakes his claim
Stalking prey as he would go
No puppy, we can tame.

He walks on padded feet of fur
And wears thick coat so proud
Wandering in this lonely mirror
Away from all the crowd.

And after all his food is claimed
Back to his den he'll go
Out in the densest forest framed
This creature of the snow.

Author: Carolyn Ford Witt

12-5-06
By Ms. Caroline


© 2006 Ms. Caroline (All rights reserved)

Carolyn Ford Witt

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