The Howling Wolf Poem

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The howling wolf, so wild and free,
His haunting call echoes through the trees,
In the darkness of the night he roams,
With his pack, he wanders and he roams.
His coat is thick and silver-gray,
As he prowls through the woods in search of prey,
He's a symbol of strength and fierce desire,
A creature to be respected and admired.
With a piercing howl, he claims his ground,
His voice echoing for miles around,
The howling wolf, a legend in his own right,
A symbol of the wilderness, howling into the night.