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The Passing Of a Wolf

By: ClaireBearandMyrnin

Page 1, This is my first attempt at poetry.

Black wolf, white wolf

Brown wolf, grey wolf,

Colours that define,

Not race, not crime

But age and time,

The dulling greyness Of the don wolf shows he's past his prime,

The youngsters wait eager, for this could Be their time,

Hush!

Here comes the cry,

The alpha has died!

The wolves howl in Mourning, for their Sire now gone, to the

Stars he flees, where His past brethrin Hunt, the wind through their fur, the night is a calling, the night is a calling, the howls of wolves chilling yet inspiring, come, mourn with them, the passing of a mighty beast

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