Wolf Moon
Jan 18, 2022
The morning Wolf Moon
the Celtics cry aloud.
It is the January Moon
among the whisky cloud.
The lore of the sound
in a distant lone howl.
The packs of wolves
Cry out a ral.
They bark and whine
and whimper.
As the moon rises
they start to skim-per.
All will listen to ancient sounds.
Heart beat with nature,
Wolves are around .
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