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Ode to a friend; A brother Wolf has passed. The wolves gather in their pack, Their mournful howls filling the night. A brother Wolf has passed on, His memory a guiding light. We never saw his face, Nor heard his voice aloud. We only read his words, And hold his memory proud. Good-bye my brother, we miss your guiding words. They will echo with the beasts, And be lifted with the birds. So long my friend. SARGE.
Sarge47 is on a distinguished road Unhappy A brother Wolf has passed. The wolves gather in their pack, Their mournful howls filling the night. A brother Wolf has passed on, His memory a guiding light. We never saw his face, Nor heard his voice aloud. We only read his words, And hold his memory proud. Good-bye my brother, we miss your guiding words. They will echo with the beasts, And be lifted with the birds. So long my friend. SARGE.
