Wolf Howls in My Heart

Pup

In my dream last night,

we found each other.

You had been waiting for me

for so long.

We were happy to be together,

my hand roughed your neck fur,

you buried your forehead

against my knees,

as you always did,

to greet me.

You had been managing alone,

but were in need of care,

scruffy, with long fur 

matting between your paws.

I ached for the time

you had spent with no one 

to take care of you.

I woke up, I went about smiling,

one could say happy,

definitely grateful for

all of my blessings.

But I miss you, still,

and always.

I carry you within,

a big black wolf,

alongside my inner wolf woman,

and when I think about

how large is your absence,

in my heart 

we both give

a silent mournful howl.