Where the Grey Wolves Grieve

By Scott Bailey © 2014 On a barren plainWhere food and joy are sparseThe desolate packs wanderWatching slow time passHereThe grey wolves grieve With rose stained eyesPatrolling their border widePreserving what is leftOf what they hold insideIt’s whyThe grey wolves grieve They gaze across the deltaTo far off distant timesWhere game and ease were plentyThan … Continue reading Where the Grey Wolves Grieve