AndrewFrost

"Oh, how the dove cries for a mate sounds of sorrow to find A friend to share the wonders side by side. Fly away to a land of glee To see the need I will seek the arms of loneliness. Till fortune I d..."

"Hold the vision on your lips to taste another day His wings shine silvery under the moon's eye A touch of red reflects off his feathers Wisdom to watch all of the field for friend or foe Your next ste..."

"a tickle of the leavesblowing on the autumn windturns my smell towardsthe hawk soaring in mid-flight being chasedby the sparrows who are moreirritated than playful.i now am aware why youleft without a..."