Not the night call for his mate
Nor the full moon instinct howl
This wolf song sings forlorn fate
A lonesome breed on singular prowl
Alone in their wild forest home
Guardians of woodland mystery
High upon timbered mountain tops
They roam deep shadows ranging free
Only the whisper of their silent paw prints
Swift across valley and meadow home
Ancient witness to continental journey
Wildlife pilgrims under starry dome
Darklight Monarchs in silken fur
Royal sanction of Red, Grey and White
World renown majestic and noble
From Alaska to Arabia an awesome sight
Well articulated and nicely embellished with poetic rhyme and rhythm. Beautiful poem written with insight. Thanks for sharing and do remain enriched.
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A fantastic piece penned with excellent literary wit...with naturally flowing rhymes that leave the captivated reader longing for more. A sweetly worded masterpiece!