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Imagination
The mist fell over the lake like a grey blanket.
Only the sound similar to a ranket*
The water still and lifeless, not a ripple to be seen.
The air not foetid but fresh and clean.
And I felt a chill from the loss forever of my Bill.
Sitting in the snow, my mind void of thought.
Blocking the clarity, I so desperately sought.
Enraptured by a numbness circling my soul.
Seeking solace most peaceful and whole.
And I felt a chill from the loss forever of my Bill.
Enjoying the loneness, no wish for chatting.
Glancing I saw a large wolf come pitter patting.
I felt a hot breath behind my head.
Its eyes piercing, though I did not dread.
I felt a chill. Said the wolf "forever with your Bill"
Without thinking I asked the creature.
It stared at me with a chiseled facial feature.
Why are you here, what purpose do you fulfil?
Again, I asked, are you here to remind me of Bill?
I felt a chill. Said the wolf "forever with your Bill"
My dear Bill’s emblem was a wolf, a large tattoo.
Not a man saved all drowned captain and his crew.
Dear Bill working on that ill-fated ship lost at sea.
We had plans, Bill and I, he was going to marry me.
I felt a chill. Said the wolf "forever with your Bill"
I could not fathom why the wolf was here.
I spoke harshly to the beast without any fear.
Wolf what are you doing encroaching my space?
The wolf answered, gave me a blank face.
I felt a chill. Said the wolf "forever with your Bill"
Where do you emerge from canine ghost?
Are you evil, should I dread you most?
Who sent you to unsettle me and joust my mind?
You speak of my dear Bill, do you mean unkind?
I felt a chill. Said the wolf "forever with your Bill"
Again, I demanded an answer from the beast.
Surely that was what I could expect at the least.
The wolf did not answer, it just walked away.
That is the last I have seen of it, to this very day.
And I felt a chill from the loss of my Bill.
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