Wednesday, June 14, 2017

Rik George writes



The Lone Wolf

A lone wolf stalks the hill
Stepping on crusted snow
Blue and white and still.
A lone wolf stalks the hill
In the evening chill
Tracking where rabbits go.
A lone wolf stalks the hill
Stepping on crusted snow.

In the village folks
Huddle around their fires
They all have turned their locks.
In the village folks
Don’t know the lone wolf walks
Above them under the stars.
In the village folks
Huddle around their fires.
 Image result for wolf painting
 Wolf in birch trees -- Collin Bogle

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