BOWS AND ARROWS
A war of words
Love triangle
Where some get hurt in the process
Innocent lives
Hearts broken
Hearts bleeding
For being in the wrong place
At the wrong time
The hurt and the and pain
Shooting through
Bleeding
Flowing from the wound
Suffering injured
But not down completely
A lone wolf
Cradling
The injured person
Keeping them warm
Watching over
Keeping watch
The warmth from its body
Keeping him warm
He sees the shedding blood
There is nothing he can do
Except be by his side until help comes along
He waits and waits
For as long as it takes
Forever if need be
But he is patient enduring
Persistent in his insistent
Nothing and no one will make him budge
His master is wounded
Bleeding
But he remains
His life and soul
His friend indeed
He will stay
Never go away
Even to the bitter end
© Teresa Joseph Franklin
13th August 2012
All Rights Reserved
TAKEN FROM THE BOOK OF WOLVES POETRY
(c) LIVING UNDER THE SAME SKY
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