A/N: I decided to keep this because I wrote this for fun. Yes it's meant to be funny sounding.
Hush, my child! Listen to the wind,
Is that the wolf's cry it brings.
Listen! As the wind whispers in your ear,
And the wolf's cry, Yes! The wolf's cry is what you'll hear.
Look! Out on the hill top, standing in the mist,
Is that the silhouette of the wolf I see in the deep dark abyss?,
Take heed my child. Do not venture out there,
For if you meet the wolf you shall be dead I fear.
By Gabrielle Walters
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New Poems.
PoetryAnyone who's already read this, I implore you to read it again as I've removed most of the....cringy...poems from when I was about eleven or twelve. It now has better, longer poems that I either wrote at my darkest hour, happiest hour or when I was...
