Filled with Wolves
Walking through woods bright and clear
Thick white snow blanketing the ground
All alone, alone and in good cheer
A forest of trees and memories all around
I was filled with wolves
I harkened to Peter and the Wolf
I stepped to the music of Peter wolf
I contemplated the words of Tom Wolf
And I reviewed scenes from who’s afraid of Virginia Wolf
Another step brought me to Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart
From there to Bach to Bach to Beethoven
Another step to Borodin and naturally full circle
For Borodin brought me to Prokofiev
Back to snow
Back to woods
Back to Peter and the Wolf
All alone and in good cheer
And I was filled with wolves
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