Steven Sabathie


The Night Is When The Wolf Likes To Play - Poem by Steven Sabathie

I can't wait for daylight
when everything is okay
I can't wait for daylight
when the sun washes away
the night, the night
‘cause the night is when the wolf likes too play

All the stories you've heard
about the dark in the night
and all the lessons you've learned
about the men who were wolves
is right, yes right
did you hear me howling last night

I was on my way down the Nile
with an expeditionary force
only going to stay for awhile
but of course we got lost
and in the night, the night
I felt the wolf’s magic bite

I can't wait for daylight
when everything is okay
I can't wait for daylight
when the sun washes away
the night, the night
‘cause the night is when the wolf likes too play.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 4, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, May 25, 2011


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