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Category Poetry / All
Species Wolf
Size 120 x 120px
File Size 45.2 kB
Sensations by Eli Lapso
The feeling of the grass beneath by claw-tipped toes,
The scent of the season as it dances on my nose,
The feeling of the wind as it rushes through my pelt,
No sweeter feeling ever has been felt.
It makes me feel alive to breathe the mountain air,
To run across the ground without a single care,
To chase the squirrel and rabbit for food and for fun,
To warm my summer coat with the heat of the sun,
To hear the dawn bird singing as it greets the day,
To walk the woods by night with the moon to light my way,
To curl up to sleep in a den I dug for me,
What could be sweeter than to feel so free?
Every sensation is a joy to feel and know,
From the warm grass of summer to the winter snow,
To howl to the moon a song so sweet and true,
To roam beneath a sky so clear and so blue,
These sensations are my freedom and my will to live,
To experience the pleasures that each one can give,
Every passing moment brings me newfound peace,
So here I’ll run and live until my time must cease.
______________________________________________
There ya go.X3
The feeling of the grass beneath by claw-tipped toes,
The scent of the season as it dances on my nose,
The feeling of the wind as it rushes through my pelt,
No sweeter feeling ever has been felt.
It makes me feel alive to breathe the mountain air,
To run across the ground without a single care,
To chase the squirrel and rabbit for food and for fun,
To warm my summer coat with the heat of the sun,
To hear the dawn bird singing as it greets the day,
To walk the woods by night with the moon to light my way,
To curl up to sleep in a den I dug for me,
What could be sweeter than to feel so free?
Every sensation is a joy to feel and know,
From the warm grass of summer to the winter snow,
To howl to the moon a song so sweet and true,
To roam beneath a sky so clear and so blue,
These sensations are my freedom and my will to live,
To experience the pleasures that each one can give,
Every passing moment brings me newfound peace,
So here I’ll run and live until my time must cease.
______________________________________________
There ya go.X3
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