Animals
Listen to the night.
Four legs I run or wings I fly.
Wolves, tigers, canes, and eels.
They all walk the forest.
Living the life, given to them by destinies wheel.
Some fly in the sky,
Others live down in the depths of the sea.
The wild will always mystify.
Through wind, water, fire, and earth.
They will always run free.
Copyright © Crystal Gordon | Year Posted 2006
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