jeff greyicewolf

(10/13/77 / you wouldnt know it any way)

Just Writting About Wolfs


days get colder nights get longer..wind howls a lonely howl

deep in the night a lone wolf howls do his howls fall on def ears

as he sits high upon a cliff looking down upon the woods he calls home

he wonders in the shadows a loner but never really alone

we has the wind the earth and the air that goes threw him

it like an old friend to him the darkness the shadows

the wolf wonders alone in mind and thoughts

whats he thinking of

we may never know know....

but hawk circles above does he hear the howl as the wolf says hello in the nights sky to hawk

flying so live so free

the wolf is the path finder the teacher they finder of the way

the hawk hears the howl and carries the message up to the sky

what the message, , , , , you may as for each its difffenrt each its own sound even one of silance

the wolf knows all is well in the world tonght





dont know why i wrote this one or whats its meaning is just kinda came to me as i sat here watching the football game



hope you all enjoyed

greyicewolf



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Submitted: Monday, January 30, 2012
Edited: Tuesday, January 31, 2012

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