As I run through the night
I see a Full moon and start howling
I can't quite see why I'm calling to the moon
Maybe i just want to be love
Or maybe i just want to find friends
The next night while I'm sleeping
I hear a noise I jump up and look around
Then I hear a noise behind me
It a Pack of Wolves running the field
So i get up and start running with them
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
yes, you are not alone...we are all searching.....