The Wolf Outside

July30

There’s a wolf outside
And I’m cold and scared
It’s sniffing and scratching
Hungry, ravenous, seeking me
Just beyond the tent flaps
Papa always said be…
I know I will have to face it
But I know not when
There’s a wolf outside
Sniffing its way to find me
What will I do when it comes in?
I’m not ready; I’m not prepared
Papa always said be…
It’s going to eat me, devour me!
I can’t do this by myself
But myself is all I have
There’s a wolf outside
And it’s getting closer
I can feel it, its fangs bared
Papa always said be strong
Brave
There’s a wolf outside
I’m cold and alone
Terrified

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