Big Bad Wolf
I wander the woods at night.
Alone.
The warnings of the townspeople
Echoing in my ears.
'It's not safe.'
'You're just a girl.'
To be honest,
I stopped listening
A long time ago.
The woods hold no fear for me.
They are my sanctuary,
My playground,
My home.
And anyway,
What do I have to fear
When the Big Bad Wolf
Walks beside me.
My hands in his fur.
