Me, Myself, and Everybody Else

The Forest

In the darkness of the night

A tree branch droops,

The last of its leaves long gone

The ground becomes icy

And glitters with frost

An elegant snowflake

Dances down from the

Rich, velvety blackness

Sparkling, beautiful, unique

The first of many

In the distance

A wolf howls

The sound so strikingly beautiful

So achingly lonely

The pack joins in

Singing the serenade

Of what was los

And can never again

Be found

Then only silence

Until dawn lightens the sky

And the forest once again

Awakens