stevem1151
10-26-2006, 08:24 PM
A wolf ,she roams the mountain tops,
her voice is clear to each tree top.
A lonly call by ear of man,
ment for wolf to understand.
A wonderous night; the stars so bright,
another call rings through the night.
Her eyes they look for a shape a far,
a silver wolf out shines the star;
"with love",
she wispers from a far.
STEVEM
my poetry site is http://stevem2000.tripod.com/
her voice is clear to each tree top.
A lonly call by ear of man,
ment for wolf to understand.
A wonderous night; the stars so bright,
another call rings through the night.
Her eyes they look for a shape a far,
a silver wolf out shines the star;
"with love",
she wispers from a far.
STEVEM
my poetry site is http://stevem2000.tripod.com/