The wolf that howled in the forest
It reminded me of him
He who appeared at night,
He was my wolf
He wasn't afraid of the dark
And howled all my fears away
He protected me
He was like the sun that lighted my night
The moon,
That glorious moon was my sun
And he still is, and he still lights it
Just not the in same way
Because he showed me my way
Because he still lights my heart,
The heart that was stone before he came
He warmed it and saved my life
Because my fears are gone
Just like him…
Because he was like a wolf
My wolf…
YOU ARE READING
His ink.
شِعرThis is a collection of poems, actually my first poems. And I'm not saying that this is my first time writting poetry. I did lots of poems that my teachers asked me as the other students to do but when was my first time writting poems from the heart...
