"sonnet53"

tears of the wolf so gruff and grey
fell to the ground that winter's day,
a twinkling sky the night before
spirits high for the hunt did soar.
an avalanche did spring to life
bear witnessed by the mountain's wife
thund'rous snow shook 'n' rolled from place
trees and pack crashing in one case.
once nature stilled her mighty know,
one pup did play and bathe in snow
the earthen cups of food awoke
not known that he and mother's yoke,
cut off from pack and mum was he
he died that night at nature's knee.

`t. imaan tretchicovmanicova
3sept10
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