I am a wolf

Who are you in crisis and to whom do you turn?

When fire comes in the night,

I am a wolf.

I am alpha

I protect my pack

I am the one others need

when the flames grow hot, and lap at our paws. I am the one who leads in the night,

clear headed.

At least, that's what I recall...

It might have been a dream.

When daylight comes, and fire no longer frames my shaggy silhouette in the darkness,

the other one, the one in the window, reminds me

my paws are still too big for my body.

I yelp.

I squeal, I cry

for someone, anyone who can protect me from the bitter cold of the morning air,

anyone who will save me from the peaceful calm of the day I will spend

alone.