I can feel the sun on my back,
The ground in my paws,
The wind in my fur,
But I can never feel the light in my heart.
The light faded many years ago,
When the moon was high,
And ocean low.
I have never felt so alone.
I promised myself I would be brave,
To do what’s right.
I never am able to fulfill my promise,
I lay in the meadows,
And howl to the moon,
I can promis you this,
I can still feel the ground...
Through my paws.
Nov 1, 2018
Nov 1, 2018 at 10:40 AM UTC
I can feel the sun on my back,
The ground in my paws,
The wind in my fur,
But I can never feel the light in my heart.
The light faded many years ago,
When the moon was high,
And ocean low.
I have never felt so alone.
I promised myself I would be brave,
To do what’s right.
I never am able to fulfill my promise,
I lay in the meadows,
And howl to the moon,
I can promis you this,
I can still feel the ground...
Through my paws.
