The wolf so lonely,
Howls at the moon.
He screams his beautiful,
Sobering tune.
He stands on the cliff,
Apart and strong.
He is the symbol of strength,
While he singing his song.
This wolf so mystical,
Will never show his fears.
He just turns to the night,
And disappears.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
love it...i like how u express your self in poetry i do the same thing