Post by sammy on Dec 13, 2007 5:08:17 GMT -5
A WOLF PRINCE by Sam
A Lone wolf cries echo from the mountain high,
Where the clouds are drawn to the heavenly heights,
Cold clear flowing streams reflect the weak afternoon light,
Trees sway in gentle breeze, wildflowers forced to retreat from the fading light, which has long retreat from the valleys below.
Once night arrives, lone wolf hunts the woods near the stream,
There is a sadness about this wolf, as he was once a prince
And each night he descends to the same farm in the valley below, Risking all his freedom to see his Princess,
For she does not know, that this lone wolf was once a prince.
As dawn breaks , lone wolf returns to his mountain high,
Only to be greeted by changed landscape, for overnight
The clouds took flight descended upon the mountain high,
Where snow flakes fell like many tiny crystallized angels.
Transforming the landscape into a winter wonderland.
Once at his cave, lone wolf licks his reddish fur,
Cos upon his return, he collected a few burs
Once he dreams, memories of his past, he moans a soft cry.
For all he tries, he cannot forget his Princess in the valley below
END....
Mystery of the Enchanted Woods
On a mountain high, a cold crystal stream flows
Through the enchanted forest
Waters from the stream reflect the colours of the forest
Leaves take flight in the cold morning breeze
Floating down upon the stream below like tiny coloured snowflakes
A beautiful girl with eyes as blue at the morning sky
Walks through the green fields towards the enchanted forest
Morning dew frozen on the blades of grass
Eagles soar high into the sky
As little finches folic along the forest floors
In the mist covered valleys towns people go about their business
For people fear the great lone wolf who resides in enchanted forest
The beautiful girl does not fear the enchanted forest
She loves siting next to the crystal clear stream
Her blue eyes reflect the blue of the sky
One cold clear winters day
The beautiful girl made her way to the enchanted forest
Upon the mountain the air fresh and bracing
Clouds descended upon the mountain the tiny snow flakes
Flakes settling in her beautiful long black hair
The beautiful girl under estimated the daylight
Lost and cold, she tried to find her way
Suddenly, she heard a low growl
It was the lone wolf of the enchanted forest
She did not fear the wolf, he was weary of humans
The beautiful girl approached the lone wolf
He lead her to the heart of the enchanted forest
People were there dancing and talking
The Wolf disappeared into the crowd of people
The beautiful girl kept walking toward the crowd
From the crowd a young man appeared
He walked towards the girl and looked into her blue eyes
My name is Prince, and mine is Angel she replied
You can sleep hear replied the Prince
At dusk, when the beautiful girl awoke there no sign of anyone.....