A Wolf Story

The journey was rough, the road was long Her withered face radiated, turned in song Still she fought, her faith was strong She had no power, but she knew they were wrong She turned her face towards the breeze She heard them shout, she didn’t dare to breathe Opening her mind, she sent a silent message to the sky Please, dear god, don’t let me die Before they reached, her creaky tree Something made them turn and flee Climbing out to have a peak No hero, no human did she seek But on the waters edge she heard a growl A lone wolf was on the prowl Thank you, she whispered bowing to the ground But the wolf if it heard, gave no sound Off it stalked, in between the winding tree No one she told, no one would believe Everyday she would thank the grace, For her saviour with a different face.