Taleshia G MCcray

Wolf mates

The day is clear and crisp
as the snow leaves my prints
after me.
I wonder ahead and see the
trees as i go past them.
I am on the hunt,but not
for food i am looking for soulmate
and his name is John.I travel long and
high i know find myself in a valley
green and fine.I turn to see him
he looks back at me his eyes
are such a brown like the sky
above,i go towards him such
beauty i have never seen,our
noses meet he is my soulmate
he stays with me for you see,
I am a wolf,and we soulmate
for life.We are true soulmates.

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