May 15, 2017
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Seasonal Change by Dane Curry #capeblogpost
Within the afterglow of a fire burning low
He sits, head in lap
Smoke wreathes his form
Alone and forlorn the night embraces him
Awake
Shake
Howl at the moon
This happened all too soon
Shake the dust off
Don the winter coat
Shielded now, from the nights chill
He breathes his fill
Stepping from light
Entering night
To make his kill
Disclaimer:Written for us by an upcoming young writer