Each day was an adventure,
The "three" would meet.
Whose to say if they had parents,
There was NO discipline.
The forest was made for running, hiding, playing, exploring and mischievous deeds.
We were wolves, a pack of childhood friends - bonded as family.
Full moon bright, stealing time before the sunlight,
Howling with shining eyes of color - blue, green and gold.
Only to grow up and disappear,
With one, loved silently and always searching for HER - barefooted.