Traveller

 

This road I've travelled

alone so many times.

The pack scented danger

scarpered into the night,

scattered into the wild rains.

So now here I stand,

a lone wolf 

once again

looking for some insight.

 

I've walked this path

So many times before,

I've felt the stony gravel

caught between my claws.

I know it's twists and turns,

like the back of my paw.

I know the places for food,

the best watering spots

but now I don't get to share them

and that was the best part for sure

 

I have been a lone wolf

for so many years,

I have survived on scraps,

I've fought back tears,

but I'm getting old

and truth be told,

I quite enjoy company,

Now my tail is down,

my fur is matted,

my growl may be a whimper,

but I won't let it hinder.

 

I've been a lone traveller

on these roads

in howling winds.

I've taken every turn

that the world

presents to me.

I've felt

the harshest 

winter stings.

I've heard

my death bells ring

one too many times.

So, I'll just keep walking

and see what the world

shows me

head bowed down for now. 

 

 

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