To be a wolf on the night when the moon rides high, <br />It floats and drifts in the darkened blue sky, <br />The stars brighten up when the wolf howls, <br />And the chorus is joined by the calling of owls. <br />The mid-night breeze whistles through the land, <br />It has now joined the Black Night Band. <br /> <br />How beautifully the wolves do sing, <br />The dawn chorus it will bring, <br />Then Sun will rise and the day begin.<br /><br />Kezune Walker<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mid-night-chorus/
