Wolves
Their cries feel the sky when night,
With their heads held high in the moon's light
They sing their song with no shame
To them singing is delight.
As they continue their song the moon's light dies,
They bask in the last of its light
When light is no more all remains dark
Yet a new shine dawns in the skies.
The day is fully in play as their way
But notice danger and stay hidden away.
Danger is now gone so there is no need to fear,
They continue to enjoy the remainder of day.
To enjoy life and the pleasure it brings to them,
Until the next day to come.
This is a poem that I came up with in class when I was a sophomore and I thought it was it was okay so tell me what you think