Grey Wolves Poem by Leo Yankevich
Grey Wolves
At midnight they descend the hill,
(fur and flesh caught between their teeth) ,
howling at the moon and stars,
delighting in the knee-deep snow,
and in the purity of the pack,
while the wise red fox hunts alone.
Wednesday, April 29, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
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5/10/2024 1:33:42 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I like this poem it is well written and makes a good point, thank you for sharing.