Wild

I am a wild thing

Wild hair and wild heart

Untamed

Untameable?

Howl at the moon –

As if it’s rising and setting is changed by my rage

Scratching at the doors closed in my face

Snapping at the hands that treat me unkindly

I am a wild thing

Tame my wild heart with kindness

Pet my ruffles fur gently

I am a wild thing

Until my head rests against you

Safe

In peace

I am still a wild thing

But I am at peace.

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