The Wolf

Your agouti mix with your silver sleek shine, Your genus “canis lupus” known throughout time. You hunt in packs deep in the woods, So stealthy and confident just like you should. Carnivore mammal, tough as steel, You ripped me apart for your last meal. Untamed and wild beneath the the moon, You've startled me in my pathetic cacoon. Unraveled, strings pulled out of needles, So high strung, and a beast who wheedles. A savage predator from North America, With ancestors spread through Northern Canada. You came and left in the blink of my eye, I heard you found a home somewhere near by. First time I saw you I ended up on my knees, Searched for shelter crying out for indemnity. Last time I saw you my heart was in ruins, It's only because of your tedious undoing. Later than sooner when we meet again, I'll pray for comfort and hope to suspend. Your call of the wild screeches in my ears, As you pass on your legacy throughout the years. Your agouti mix with your silver sleek shine, Next time you're near I'll be disinclined.