In woods astray 18. 09. 2017

Баяр Сергебаев
The night is crawling
Quite slowly.
A wolf is howling
For it's lonely.

The moon appears
In the sky.
The wolf drops tears,
Makes a cry.

It cries of pain,
Of lone madness!
It seems insane -
So full of sadness...

The poor beast -
So hard it suffers!
Its life at least
Has made it tougher...

The wolf goes on
In search of prey.
It's all alone
In woods astray...

23:24  18.09.2017