Wolf Moon©LynCrain

Wolf Moon©LynCrain

 

Shimmers across a darkened sky
that halo around you does not bode well.
All the signs are hard to deny
soon stormy weather, or maybe a white spell.
Those gusty raw winds chill to the bone.
Small animals scurry to cover
before the wolves catch them alone.
Palpable fear seems to hover,
the fittest survive, the weak die.
The laws of nature are not fair,
some will struggle to defy
while others give in to despair.

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