Snow Guide

Willow Poetry

I was lost in a fresh snow covered expanse.
By now my friends’ footprints were invisible.
Too quiet around me, no direction to lead me.
Aware of a lone wolf pawing her path towards me
her friendly grey eyes signal me to come.
Following behind her, she guides forward to my friends.

©Hélène Vaillant

280 characters   Twittering Tales #113 – 4 December 2018

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