In the heart of the midnight forest
Where shadows dance with moonlight’s grace
Wolves roam with a silent chorus
Their eyes reflecting nature’s face
Beneath the canopy, dark and deep
They move like whispers in the night
Guardians of secrets that they keep
Echoes of their howls take flight
Together they run, a family bound
By ancient ties and silent vows
In their unity, strength is found
As they navigate the forest’s boughs
The wolves of the midnight forest
Symbols of freedom, wild and true
In their presence, we are the tourists
Witnesses to a world anew