Big Bad Wolf
Big Bad Wolf
The big bad wolf had found my house,
When my heart was made of straw,
A huff and a puff blew me down,
And my heart just had to fall.
I redesigned and built again,
Then I made my heart of wood,
The wolf blew hard and down I went,
Vulnerable there I stood.
My heart now has a new design,
A foundation made of stone,
Brick by brick I protect my heart,
But that leaves me all alone.
Copyright © Troy Snyder | Year Posted 2015
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