Shadows

Beneath the moon in perfect rhythm The shadows cling and move as one A paragon of scissored arms and legs Around the forest until they’re done The Owls hoot the Larks they sing A melody to cheer them on The windswept leaves decor so vast Dark in the night until they’re gone Ghostly bright from up so high The moon it glows ever brightly so Wolf howl far away I hear it cry Shadows deaf they just continue to go