Sun is setting down
Darkness is crawling back
Ropes got
silently drawn
In a
scenery of red and black
At the centre of the stage a little boy slowly
sat
With a baby wolf between his hands
Suddenly large wings stretched around the set
Then sent raging winds
that separated the boy from his pet
He tried to fight it
but the winds were strong
Shifting his feelings
from sadness to fear
And when it seemed to
be the time for him to be gone
Darkness swallowed all
that was of him but one tear
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The image of the little boy with his pet wolf really grabbed me, as did the closing lines - all that was left was one tear. So poignant.
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