A little boy with hair white as freash laid snow
with sharp brown eyes pure and able to glow
walked through grah lynn to the vergin woods
with no signs of life not so much as grain of rice
This little boy stubmles down a puddle now turned to ice
to encounter a wolf white and shimmering in the moon
a beast pure and quiet watched the boy letting him sleep
slowly ove time the child noticed the wolf slowly creep
he walked up and gave the wolf a hug and his trust
the wolf felt the childs sadness the childs fears
he stood strong as the child released his tears
scared of where he was but scared to go home
wanting to run away he left in the night a month ago
he ate what he found and followed in the dark a crow
the crow was now lost and he himself was lost aswell
The wolf left in the cover of the night never to again be seen
peace sleep and then after time slowly closed the scene
the child died the same night to cold and weak to survive
By: DepressedPoet
with sharp brown eyes pure and able to glow
walked through grah lynn to the vergin woods
with no signs of life not so much as grain of rice
This little boy stubmles down a puddle now turned to ice
to encounter a wolf white and shimmering in the moon
a beast pure and quiet watched the boy letting him sleep
slowly ove time the child noticed the wolf slowly creep
he walked up and gave the wolf a hug and his trust
the wolf felt the childs sadness the childs fears
he stood strong as the child released his tears
scared of where he was but scared to go home
wanting to run away he left in the night a month ago
he ate what he found and followed in the dark a crow
the crow was now lost and he himself was lost aswell
The wolf left in the cover of the night never to again be seen
peace sleep and then after time slowly closed the scene
the child died the same night to cold and weak to survive
By: DepressedPoet
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