Monday, January 4, 2010

A Wolf (mahigan)

A wolf came out to play one day
His heart was made of hand-spun gold.
With flecks of shimmer in his fur
He was a beautiful site to behold.

We laughed and cried and slept in piles
Our time together always done too soon.
Sliding and running and posing and jumping;
Wild and free he howled at the moon.

To the one and only Wolfgang H. Happy birthday, darling.

xoxo Rohto

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