The Wolf Waits
Spring lifts its head to the sun,
catching the wolf's eye,
meeting mine
under forest light...
air carries the chorus
of summer.
As winter melts
The wolf waits.
Spring lifts its head to the sun,
catching the wolf's eye,
meeting mine
under forest light...
air carries the chorus
of summer.
As winter melts
The wolf waits.
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