Wolves took over the forests leaving their scent on trees.
They formed a pack and howled at the moon, in search of their own country.
They are still howling somewhere.
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© 2023 by Mary Bone
Mary Bone has been writing poetry since the age of twelve. She has written two books and has had poems recently published at The Academy of the Heart and Mind, The Literary Yard, Active Muse Journal, Topical Poetry, and other places.