Old Wolf
By sidewinder
Old wolf... touch me with your eyes, Sing to me... Let me hear the winds of freedom, Come & go as you will like a ghost in the night. Let me feel... your final vision, Remind me... that time is precious, Never take anything for granted, Because you never know when destiny might call. June 28, 2000 Written February 27th, 2002 © on Feb 27 2002 08:27 AM PST, Billy E. Whitehorn 0 • 18 • 10
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"Old wolf......"