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Sunlit
The sunlit white wolf paused a while
As part-time predator,
When he looked back, with pale profile,
His coat caused quite a stir...
Inscrutable, unmerciful,
Distinctive, clear as day...
No chance to pounce on great or small,
For nearby came no prey...
But he knew that the night came soon,
With chances to survive,
Beneath his friend, the silver moon,
When twilight must arrive...
For others, too, must hunt at night,
Their lives to risk as well
And surely flee with all their might,
Hearts pounding for a spell...
Who knew if other wolves were close,
In ambush all around?
That's why our tension grows and grows,
For their speed's quite renowned...
Beware the white wolf, he's no friend,
Although he looks so cool...
It isn't hard to comprehend,
Stay clear, don't be a fool...
poem
by
Denis Martindale
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