Jon Hannah - The Wolf

A wolf on a hill
waiting for her male

I sat beside her
very still

she lays down
on my lap

I pet her gently
she sits up straight

gets ready to pounce
I get ready to move

she tells me to stop
she wont hurt me

so i sit back down
she jumped into me

I realized she was my spirit
lonely and always waiting

Jon Hannah

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