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Add to favoritesThe Wolf And The Moon
written by: Laura Hughes
@Ri_Ri1977
She was like the moon,
all alone, shining bright.
Her beauty would make you swoon,
whenever you saw her light.
Then the wolf came along,
with stagger in his stride.
With him, she would belong,
as he would howl with pride.
She was no longer alone,
as he would stay close by.
For her beauty always shown,
and it always made him sigh.
Together forever,
whenever day turned to night.
He would forsake her never,
for he'd die without her light...
Laura Hughes
MARCH 2017 AUTHOR OF THE MONTH at Spillwords.com
I am just your average person with a tendency to rhyme.
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