Sally in the Woods

Sally seeks advice from the Wolf.

"Hello Mr. Wolf, what brings you this way?

The sun's settling down and the sky's turning grey.

 

The winds are howling, I can hear the trees hum,

They're singing of night's wicked creatures to come."

 

"Don't you know Sally? This is the best time of day,

When beasts come out and the night comes to play.

 

It's time to run wild and dance with the wolves,

Or are you too frightened, just a girl in the woods?"

 

"You see Mr. Wolf, you have me confused.

Your words are wise, but you're clearly amused,

 

I don't ever know whether to laugh or to run.

You have my perspective completely undone."

 

But the siren song called her name,

And she listened gently to the rhythmic rain.

 

Pittering, pattering into a mesmeric trance,

That possessed Sally's bones to begin to dance.

 

And then one by one, they joined her,

The beasts of night, the old myths of yore.

 

They swayed their bodies beneath the moon,

Knowing too well it would all end too soon.

 

She danced that night and she fell in love,

With those of whom not spoken of.

 

But it was the wolf that made her stop,

To ask for words she deeply sought.

 

"They say Mr. Wolf, you are rather twisted,

While others are nice, you’re just so wicked.

 

Yet when there's trouble affront you intervene,

When the kindness they show is sometimes just mean."

 

"You don't always find your answers in friends,

You don't always find them in happy ends.

 

Sometimes you find them in unlikely places,
From unlikely creatures with uncomely faces."

 

Sally then smiled, for she understood,

What is was to be a girl in the woods.

 

That even in darkness she's never alone,

And she knew it was finally time to go home.