Poem -
wolves sleep on the porch
itβs cold outside
Cold outside
But whatβs still warm is packs pride
We can survive and howl high
Abandoned alone and left to dieΒ
Shining bright like the moon lifted high
We are not fully alone
Because of our pack pride
Running free
sleeping under the sky
Our packs pride
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Comments
in the title is that suppose to be Porch??
amazing write~
yeah, thxxx for noticing tht angel
Hey YOUNG LOTUS!!......I like what you're doing here rhythmically.......but the underlying theme from Siddartha's philosophical revelations is striking........haven't read you before........ALL STARS!!......looking forward to more.......well done.........LOVE and ROCKETS!!........T xoΒ Β ?