The Wolf and the Butterfly

November 26, 2009
All the wolf wanted - so the wolf followed, there was the butterfly.
It was beautiful, one of a kind.
Drawn in, the wolf stepped closer,
but the butterfly flew away.
Days went by, again and again.
Every time the wolf stepped too close,
the butterfly went high enough - to the tree tops.
Months went by, the wolf still came.
The butterfly still left, but the wolf was unrelenting.
A year went by; the wolf grew tired,
and laid down underneath the shade of a tree.
...And the butterfly gently touched down upon the wolf's nose.

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