Monday, June 20, 2011

The Coyotes Ball

Across the meadow I hear them call
Yawning their ancient moan
Then answer from a cedar draw
Coyotes call from home

We’re dancing in the twilight
Come join us from the hill
We’ll dance into the moonlight
Come join us for the kill

In the meadow below the cedars
After dusk I hear them call
They play their haunting music
Down at the coyotes ball