To be a wolf on the night when the moon rides high,
It floats and drifts in the darkened blue sky,
The stars brighten up when the wolf howls,
And the chorus is joined by the calling of owls.
The mid-night breeze whistles through the land,
It has now joined the Black Night Band.
How beautifully the wolves do sing,
The dawn chorus it will bring,
Then Sun will rise and the day begin.
I really liked the rhythm at the beginning of this one. Keep writing! ! Newo
Excellent and beautiful are just two adjectives that describe this beautiful poem. A 10+.............
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
well writen.. good descriptions