Legend Of The Great White Wolf Part 3
Hoping to layHer fears to rest
The girl laid her head
On the wolfs crimson chest
As the tears began
To fill her eyes
The wolf gave a whimper
He was still alive
From a distance she heard
A familiar sound
The voice of her father
Was calling around
He reached down and grabbed her
Lifting her up in his arms
She was cold and frightened
But safe from all harm
Together they carried
The wolf to their home
And bandaged his wounds
He was never alone
Until the wolf
Became strong again
It was at this moment
That the legend begins
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