Questions
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Mommy,
did you hide my wings?
Can I have them back?
So I can fly up high.
Why can't I reach the sky?
Daddy,
why are my paws not gray?
Can't we please go hunting today?
My hands can't handle this.
They won't obey.
Grandpa
when you were little,
did the owls soar?
Did they whirl and dive?
Why don't they come anymore?
Grandma,
have you ever seen a wolf?
Or maybe a caracal in the rain?
Dearest grandmother,
I want to see my old friends again.
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Author's Note: Just 'nother little Wolf's Rain poem...
Wings-that creepy owl-spirit-thing...
Paws-wolf, of course.
Caracal-Myu