A Wolves Poem

       
                                                Wolves


Silently hunting through the thick cold snow
Hunting ... looking for something tasty to eat. 
Finally, the Wolf sees something tasty to eat
Creeping towards the long fluffy-tailed squirrel hopping around gathering nuts.
Then once he's close enough....... 
he jumps and tears the animal to pieces. 
Once dinner is over he creeps up a huge rock
And looks all over the whole wide mountains 
He creeps forward and took a deep breath 
And howled under the glistening night sky.