Frozen North

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By Lunaria

Frozen North Snow quietly, gently falls on the frozen ground Each flake's design different but round Evergreens gather it in their outstretched arms Piles of white on green is part of their charms The frozen ground's unblemished white No disturbence this perfection does blight The silver moon sends her beam below To make sparkles in the unblemished snow Hidden deep in a snow covered cave Someone sleeps in this snow covered grave No they are not dead. There is life within Sleeping soundly with paws under chin Awakening to the warm rays of the sun Signaling that a new day has begun Sleepy eyes now slowly opening wide Now rising up to greet the outside Sun now fully lighting the darkened den Standing, stretching, yawning and then Bursting forth from the den's small hole To find some breakfast is his main goal He is large and white like his frozen home See him standing full outside his frozen dome His sharp seeing eyes are yellow brown And he has one tiny dark spot on his crown Large paws make imprints in the virgin snow Walking deliberately and so very slow This is his home. Here he is alpha wolf king Liking the cold. Not looking forward to spring Sept 26,2005 ©Copyright Lila May Guptill (AKA) Lunaria

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