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Late at night When the moon is high The wolf will make Its' eerie cry Echoing in the valleys deep And in the mountains so steep Then they travel Far and wide To hear that soothing lullaby They do not stop Once at all Until they find That lovely song... |
It brings to mind a lone woof seeking more of its kind... and also of a lone writer posting up his/her work to seek someone with similar thoughts and views. Maybe I am over thinking it but its beautiful :)| Posted on 2015-01-06 00:00:00 | by rubymoon | [ Reply to This ] | This was sweet. Great job too | | Posted on 2015-01-01 00:00:00 | by kase | [ Reply to This ] | |