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Circles in the Snow


A single wolf track,

In the snow

As broad as my horses hoof,

 I ride along in first light of Dawn,

Thinking, “Now that’s one damn big Wolf!”

 

My circle done I head for the truck,

I never found one dog gone stray,

A single wolf track in the snow,

Was all I saw today.

 

Then the lonesome sound

Of the big wolf’s howl,

Sends chills up and down my spine.

 his pack-mates answer

 one by one,

As their trails converge

 with mine!

 

 

Mike Puhallo


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