Lonely Starlight

Shooting stars rain across the midnight sky,
The moon has disappeared behind a shadow.
A gentle mist rolls across the blades of grass,
And branches smack against each other as the wind whispers in their ears.

The howls of the lone grey wolf echoes in the silent night.
His head tipped back toward the sky,
His howls become hushed wishes and desires.
The lone wolf takes a deep breath and breathes the greatest wish of all.

He is alone with no pack to call his own.
Tears of regret wash the blood from his fur.
Hunters and beasts try to attack him;
He is trapped in a cage to survive.

The lone grey wolf opens his fiery golden eyes as he lowers his head.
Freedom is what he wishes for, what he howls to the stars fro.
To be safe and have a place he can call home.
Not as a lone wolf, but as a member of a pack that will accept him.