In the silent night
She moves on her toes
Careful not to make
Any sound or
The wolves will know
And she would never
Be able to out run the wolves.

He looks for her
In the dead night
A howl in the distance
And that’s the only sound
Besides the crunching of snow
Under his feet.

She can’t yell or
She will pull too much
Of attention and
He can’t help but
Worry and look.
She now hopes that
The sun will rise soon
And her anguish will finish
Maybe he will find her

But the night is long
And it only got dark
It was time for the wolves
To hunt now
To hunt and haunt
Those who escaped their master.
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-Jafar Rehman