Single Dad of two boys, living in the shadows of the Rocky Mountains in Canada. I should mention that in no way, shape or form do I consider myself a poet....but I do like to write what may pass for poetry when someone or something moves me. |
Two hearts that once beat separately,
One for kiana, One just for Me...
This is a tale, countless ages told
Among the Wolf, to cub from old...
This is a tale, countless ages told
Among the Wolf, to cub from old...
Two hearts that once beat separately,
One for kiana, One just for Me...