When the Wolf howls
A beautiful song is sung
but no one hears it
When the Wolf cries
A mighty river is born
but no one sees it
When the Wolf dies
The Earth splits in two
but no one cares
the Wolf stands
He stands tall
and He stands alone
I would just like to say that this is the first poem I have EVER written. So I am an amature. But that is my poem.
