Wednesday, November 21, 2012

One of the Moon

You walk strong and proud,
         The snow that twinkles.
Boreal Forest, your home, your soul!
Food you see.
          Mouth waters, fangs sharpen
Fur glistens by moonlight.
The time comes,
          Strength shown, weakness ignored.
King of the forest,
You take your fill.

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