Every step I take is followed by another's.
I am guided through hardships,
And led when blinded by tears and scars.
The part of me that walks with me never leaves my side.
He is my family and my protector.
I hold onto his white fur as I wander through this desolate world.
His four legs keep pace with my two.
Sometimes I feel like I am just like him.
That I am a four legged creature and that nature runs my course.
But when ever I do fall down to all four limbs,
He pushes me up onto two.
Reminding me that I must stand and shows me how.
He taught me to love the moon,
And made me bond closely with my family and dear friends.
He made me promise never to abandon those in need,
And only to protect those beneath me.
Never to hurt them.
He is my friend,
When he used to be my enemy.
For he is me and I am him.
He is my spirit.
My guide.
And never does he leave my side as I near my tomb,
But walks ever closer to me.
We walk alone.
My wolf and I.
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