Quote Originally Posted by Karen
Yukon February Night

Weary drive
Late at night
Early morning more like it
Snow-covered ground and trees
Thinking only of home
And bed
And resting my bone-tired self
Blurrily drunk passenger beside me.
I drive wearily on
When a movement catches the corner of my eye
My brain cries Halt
Suddenly alert, adrenaline flows
As the movement stops and a
Gold-eyed midnight silhouette
Stares me down in wild magnificence
Wolf! my heart cries, and leaps within me
The wonder burns his eyes into my memory forever
As I drive home
Awake now
And awash in awe.


Wow Karen, that is so neat. Thanks for sharing it.