Wolves
The wolves pack dart through the tree's
Barely rustling the tender leaves
A family of wolves, they hunt there meat
Pray for those that they do meet
Together, in group, none left behind
Searching the forest for the food they find
Hunt in condition of severe or mild
gaze in there eyes and see the wild
The beast, a predator to it's prey
Animals fled to get our there way
They are just a hungry pack
Looking for a little snack
Copyright © Crystal Wilkins | Year Posted 2010
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