Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 A Dirge for Me

I think of Shelley's "A Dirge" verse

As I am caught in a night storm.

Cold wind with rain is getting worse.

I need find someplace dry and warm.

Through the woods I wander to find

Safe haven giving me relief

From nature's mourn, I understand,

Finding me guilty in her grief.

Just when I think there will not be

A refuge found by me to save

Another world's wrong that is me,

I now stumble upon a cave.

And then I find the cave I share

Is with two cubs and Momma bear!