A Wolf's Dream

I lay lone in tonights den

and think of a past, my past

and how lonliness has left tainted scars

upon many of my memories

drifting into a sleep, a dream

comes to me, and in this hopefull

dream, I am running through a lush valley

soft green grass between my paws, the cool

moist air in my lungs, the cool moist breeze

blowing through my gray fur, a bright bronze

sunrise coming up ahead of me, then I realize

I hear panting all around me, looking to my sides

I notice other wolves, then it hits me, im the alpha

running in front of the pack, leading them to a

battle in the dawn. My nostalgic moment comes to an end

and my mind is set upon the danger of the approaching

battle, but right as I let out a viscious growl and lounge

for the opposing wolves I awaken from my dream.

I am stricken with sorrow as I realize I am still laying lone

in the damp den. being an alpha, and to run with the pack,

thats something every wolf dreams of.