Dawn of the Wolf

 

Dawn of the Wolf

 

Babbling brook beckons in early dawn

Nearby a doe drinks with her fawn

Wolf and his mate pause to drink

He calls his mate with a wolfish wink

Hunger put on hold as thirst they feel

A moment of closeness is revealed

Prey beware, they’re on the prowl

Great hunters they are with a unique style

Thirst now quenched, the hunt is on

Doe and fawn have quickly withdrawn

They have her scent; they begin the chase

Doe will soon lose this race

Fawn well hidden, doe leads them away

She becomes a meal for the gray

Wolves bay at the moon by night

Giving thanks in the pale moonlight

Reviews

[Bull Dog]

Cool Beans this is a wonderful piece of writing. I say again Cool Beans.

[Sister Suzie]

I'm a real animal lover and this is fantastic

[Beatrice Boyle (Grandm..]

Excellent Nancy...survival of the fittiest is the name of the game in nature!

Congratulations!

Bea

[Wicahpi]

I feel sad for the orphaned fawn :(
But that is nature taking it's course, right?
I enjoyed this very much.
Wolves are amazing animals.

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