Stormy moon

The stormy moon,
Is angered upon greatly,
For the storms of snow and icy days
Are coming. But it shines
Happily, ignoring all opinions.
The wild wolfs and white hares
Thank it. They're hide and seek
Games can go on as they did
The last crackling winter. So,
Stormy moon, stormy moon,
This is an ode to you,
For brightening our misty
Nights. Come back again,
Stormy moon, for the
Next winter.