Devil’s Song

The moan reaches through the night,
Echoing through the frigid air,
The strains sing a painful song,
Of hopelessness and despair.
Dogs wail their wild sympathy,
Horses gallop away in fright,
Cats snarl and bite themselves,
As the Devil’s song reaches out tonight.
I grit my teeth with fortitude,
And pray for my weakness to be gone,
I go into my daughter’s room,
And ask her to play her violin later on.