White Wolf

Metaphor friends...
My friends are wolves
We stay together in
Good-great and Bad-worse
Our eyes are bloodshot
Like the morning sky
We look ferocious
But we're kind inside
We looked cuddly
When we were pups
Our look has changed
Now we're being chased
Through the thick snow
Under the bright street lights
The sight of us together
Is usually in the night
The great snowy Winter
Is our time to shine
We're bound together through
The thick and thin

By Derick McCoy
Published: 4/10/2008 		Your Contributions: Tell us a Poem! You don't have to be a Buzzle.com author to contribute to Poetry Bee. Submit a poem of your own right now!
 
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