A peek through the window
reveals stars softly twinkling
through the dark silhouettes of the trees

Warmth floods my heart
and my fur
from the crackling fireplace

Accompanied by friends
a shy dragon’s rare company
a timber wolf smiling softly

Claws tapping against the smooth floorboards
the fire’s orange glow shows me
they have a surprise

Atop a wooden table
sits a red velvet cake
made with love, he said

Rich, the way I like it
not chocolate, that’s bad for wolves
happy birthday to me