Night Songs-Cry Wolf

Wind whispers, the secrets of the night, leaves rustle, eager to take flight, an owl hoot, as mice flee, the longing howl, to the moon she sings, skies reply, in winters way, snow falls, in gentles sway, another song, cuts throught the cold, there he stands, powerful and bold, mist flows, slowly from his face, again he sing, to the night with grace, footstep are silent, up high he waits, glancing down upone land, he takes. his lordship cry, is one so great.