Eyes Tell Stories

Eyes Tell Stories The werewolf stands there, The only thing it does is stare. A monster there in its eyes, It stalks closer through the brush, The wildlife around becomes hushed. A night reflected in its eyes. You hear a harsh growl echo, The fangs of the werewolf show. The menace increases in its eyes. I turn my back from the danger, Then appears a mysterious stranger. Sadness is seen in his eyes.