What if the wolf was in loved with the moon?
Once there was a wolf named Jerry.
He admired the beauty that the Moon had.
He was mesmerized by its beauty.
One day He told himself,
I feel something special for the moon.
“I will call you: My Moon”, He said.
And from that day on wards, He loved the Moon.
He would always look forward to evenings
As these are the only times that He would have a
Chance to gaze at the moon and
Think of it and imagine like he is so close to it.
“My moon, he would say to it…”
He would whisper, when can I ever hold you?
Or even reach you?
Or even touch you?, he uttered in a low-toned voice.
Suddenly, he realizes that a drop of tear would roll
In his eyes, and He would embrace loneliness.
And in the night, he would run the farthest that he could.
Then Jerry would howl so loud,
It was as if he said I love you when he howled.
Jerry, the wolf never intentionally fell for the Moon.
But He was taken away by its beauty,
Though he knows that they can’t be together,
Still Jerry would say,
“My moon, I love you and nothing will ever change that”,
Not even the sad reality
That Jerry, the wolf would never
have the chance to literally touch
-(Inspired by Typewriters voice Facebook page, “Maybe the wolf is in love with the moon, and each month it cries for a love it will never touch.”)