A WINTER'S STORM
AT ONE TIME WE WERE ONCE FRIENDS, THAT RODE TOGETHER ONLY TO COME TO A DEAD END. IN MY OWN HISTORIC CHAPTERS; I WAS SO YOUNG CAUGHT IN A MAZE OF LOVE. I HAD TO LET GO LIKE RELEASING AN IMPRISONED DOVE; AND IN MY HEART THE FIRE BURNED EVERY MEMORY TO THE STAKE. UNTIL THE DAY YOU CALLED OUT MY NAME;... Sign in to see full entry.