Looking at the stars twinkle she wonders,
what her life could have been without the thunders.
No more running in the woods or hiding in the dark,
when she could be enjoying the wind walking in the park.

Getting a moment for which she has waited so long,
feeling like this is where she belongs.
No more worrying about food or shelter,
all could have been well all could have been better.

That’s all what life could have been,
but now was no time to day dream.
The shift in her bones the twitch in her eyes,
the full moon was yet to rise.