Lament of the Wolf

The ground is frozen with white solid
that turns to wet liquid.
The branches snap and the twigs scratch
as the trees howl in the wind.
In the distance a cry splits the cold night.
The lone wolf sings of the trouble
in his world.
The frost has taken his puppies.
The missing prey have defeated his mate.
Sorrow is the melody of his song.
The forest listens as his tears are his words.
The pain he feels are his notes.
His heart ache is his music.
The lone wolf sings for all to hear.
His words speak of running free in
the wind with his children.
His notes tell of his memories of
playing and loving with his mate.
His music plays the heart break of
losing them all.
And so all hear
The Lament of the Wolf.