For so long I

Ran from the wolves

Afraid they’d ravage

This coat of gossamer

But he wasn’t at all what I thought

My preconceived feelings were wrong

Each claw like a talon

The length of his protection

Paws soft and gentle

Polished me as rubies

Body like a temple

Night hunters of the forest

Thirsting for food

In a satchel round his neck

His security my love

And what I thought was comfort from the sheep

But how he did leave

Thinking the wolf would make a savage of me

But oh now that I am free

To he portrayed as a monster

My guardian and I his sun

Never have we left the other

As he carries me

Rubble turns to feathers

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