The perfict night

The moonlight on my flesh,
A tender, soft braes dances on my skin,
The cents of spring rain, and freshly cut grass fill my knows,
The stars are so bright tonight.
Breathtaking.
As I look into the twilight filled forest,
I hear a faint howl in the distance,
Of a moaning wolf.
Doe's the wolf cry for the moon?
Or the stars?
As I wonder about the wolf,
The sound of ruffling leaves catches my attention....
A fluffy gray squirrel is running through a tree
And as I smile, and head back inside,
I take one more look at this perfect night...
           So beautiful...
                    So peaceful...
                              So perfect....