Eyes, emerald green,
Stare at you through the dark night,
Its Dark fur Is Raven black,
Makings His Eyes seem more mysterious, and bright
Round Luminous Circles,
Underneath His eyes,
Glows Brighter than the moon,
But much smaller in size.
he Howls When The sun rises,
Then turns into dust,
He Is the wolf of the past,
His Name, Is trust.
