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MY HEART CRIES OUT TO YOU,
MY MIND REACHES OUT IT'S TRUE.
MY HEART, MY MIND, MY SOUL, IT'S YOU I'M THINKING OF.
CAN WE EVER HAVE AN ENDLESS LOVE.

WILL I EVER HOLD THE ONE I'M THINKING OF,
CAN WE EVER HAVE AN ENDLESS LOVE

SO MANY TIMES I THINK OF YOU,
AS EACH DAY PASSES BY.
SO MANY TIMES I SEE YOU,
YOU'RE IN MY DREAMS AT NIGHT.

I SEE YOU HERE, I SEE YOU THERE,
YOU'RE WITH ME EVERYWHERE.
WHAT IS THIS THING OF MINE,
THAT KEEPS YOUR MEMORY CLEAR.

WILL I EVER HAVE THE ONLY ONE I'M DREAMING OF,
CAN WE EVER HAVE AN ENDLESS LOVE.

YOUR MEMORIES VERY DEAR, YOUR FACE IS VERY CLEAR,
I REMEMBER, THE THINGS WE DID WERE FUN.
IT SEEMS LIKE ONLY YESTERDAY, YOU WHISPERED TO ME,
OH FLUFFY MINE, OUR LIFE HAS JUST BEGUN.

WILL I EVER HOLD THE ONE I'M THINKING OF,
CAN WE EVER HAVE AN ENDLESS LOVE.

MY HEART CRIES OUT TO YOU,
MY MIND REACHES OUT IT'S TRUE.
MY HEART, MY MIND, MY SOUL, IT'S YOU I'M THINKING OF,
CAN WE EVER HAVE AN ENDLESS LOVE.
©Lobowolf aka Donald L. Dade-June 26, 2006

TOGETHER WE WALK AS ONE
TOGETHER WE STAND
SIDE BY SIDE
THIS PACK OF CARING WOLVES
A FAMILY BROUGHT TOGETHER BY
LOSS AND KEPT TOGETHER
BY LOVE OF ONE ANOTHER
LET US NEVER FORGET
THE MEANING OF FAMILY
HEART TO HEART
SOUL TO SOUL
WOLF TO WOLF
THE HEART OF THE WOLF IS TRUE
THE SPIRIT OF THE WOLF
IS FOREVER
LET THE HEART OF THE WOLF
BE YOURS
TO KNOW A KINDRID SPIRIT
IS ONLY A HEART BEAT AWAY
WILL FOREVER BRING COMFORT
TOGETHER WE STAND AS ONE
©BarTendwersBluesWolf~*~J.C. Stewart~*~2005.

A field of blue forget me nots gracefully swayed
in the breeze. As if each petal is caressed by a
gentle hand. The sweet scent of reunion.
Over a hill comes a great White Wolf
Upon his back ride two Golden Brothers
Green eyed Kitties, companions of the Wolf
They share a dream, where they see a
shadow walking down the path of reunion
Paws running to greet that beloved one
With each step closer the shadow becomes clearer
Till the faces of their heart loves are seen
Each night the dreams of the Star come
To feel the gentle fingers of reunion
Silver tears shall mist silky fur like morning due
Whispers you forgot me not
Till the day of rebirth in reunion
Look into the clouds that drift by
The White Wolf and his Companions
Are there

Written by a Daughter
©BarTendwersBluesWolf~*~J.C. Stewart~*~
May 21, 2006

Music~*~Call The Man~*~

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