She was born on Baffin Island
An arctic wolf who roamed alone
She survived the Arctic winter
Without a den to call her own
She didn't choose to be alone
To be a wolf without a home
She lost her pack and family
One night when it was freezing cold
They huddled close to share the warmth
That their bodies could produce
But the cold night just kept coming
There was nothing that they could do.
She awoke a winter's morning
When the sun refused to shine
All alone and full of mourning
The warmth they lost kept her alive
© Greg Spence Wolf
An arctic wolf who roamed alone
She survived the Arctic winter
Without a den to call her own
She didn't choose to be alone
To be a wolf without a home
She lost her pack and family
One night when it was freezing cold
They huddled close to share the warmth
That their bodies could produce
But the cold night just kept coming
There was nothing that they could do.
She awoke a winter's morning
When the sun refused to shine
All alone and full of mourning
The warmth they lost kept her alive
© Greg Spence Wolf