Song

I smell the scent of another wolf,
it brings the whisper of memory past.

To sing appond the pale moon light,
as bright stars dance to night.

My muzzle rise over thy back,
starts the song and the track.

I feel the vibration of your song,
were we touch it fells so strong.

To join the chorus and the tone,
two wolves sing a lonely song.

The smell of faint sweet earth,
the grass, the leaves, in touch of breeze.

To feel the dampness through thy paws,
and soft damp grass and forest floor.

Wolf from with in now with out,
Howls alone to the pale moon light.

Spirit wolf sings on high,
cold winds raise the nightly cry.

by: Timberwolf, aka Russell Clark
Last Updated: 29-October-2007
Web Master: The Timberwolf : wolfwork55@aol.com
© copyright 1999 The Timberwolf