In the woods, they run as crew,
swift as the wind, under skies so clear and blue.
Eyes bright, what's ahead they view,
together strong, no fear they knew.
Fur sleek,like night's own hue,
Claws sharp eyes like beads of dew.
As one, they howl, a song so true,
They ran and their paws flew,
they let their courage grew,
Against the wind that blew
May 17
May 17, 2026 at 8:01 PM UTC
In the woods, they run as crew,
swift as the wind, under skies so clear and blue.
Eyes bright, what's ahead they view,
together strong, no fear they knew.
Fur sleek,like night's own hue,
Claws sharp eyes like beads of dew.
As one, they howl, a song so true,
They ran and their paws flew,
they let their courage grew,
Against the wind that blew