I want to know.....
How it feels to be one of them
Who is my friend and who is my foe
Howling for the night while the light grows dim
Chasing my prey
Feeling the wind blow through my hair
Wondering what will happen the next day
Knowing I have a pack that shows their care
They are wolves and I wish I was one
They are a magnificent creature
They seem so fun
With their usual gray fur
I would lead such and exciting life
Oh how wonderful that would be
My fangs like a knife
If only I could be.....

By Megan Wilson

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