Game On
they met in the middle
one light the other dark
no one knew which was which
others stood back, fearful
It was a meeting spoken of for ages
orchestrated by the gods
encouraged by ancestral spirit guides
lightning flashed
other animals ducked and took cover
fleeing for their lives
I stood to watch the battle
not sure for whom to cheer
they brought their end game
both fought in the style of their kin
dragon and wolf
we are still speaking of it twenty-two years later
the sky blended into a gorgeous purple
swirling from red and blue
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