And cloth him in white; that boy, with silver hair honey golde | Sam Scribbles
And cloth him in white;
that boy, with silver hair
honey golden eyes
soft summer smiles—
because he is,
your white wolf.
Meanwhile the one clothed in
black and grey, brown and grime
is you;
the sleepless nights,
the countless cups of coffee.
Now, they say,
you must fight
because, they say,
that's how the story goes—but
You know, and I know too
it's not necessarily true,
because both wolves must be fed.
#gift by S. B. Hunter
