The wolves

A Poem
(This is a poem based on a bed-time story that was told to us by our grandmother when we were kids )

The wolves look so honest
They look so gentle
They approach their preys
As if
They are their friends
They show a nearness
That way
They make their preys in trap
Ultimately
The preys are finished
Not knowing that the wolves are devouring them
The wolves are happy and satisfied !
This was a story my grandma told
Beware of the wolves or they may hold !