07 Oct 99
Sire
You lie naked on the bed
Your body tired from the fight
Your equipment big even in relaxation
Your muscles hard - taught with subdued might
Your body furred and flecked with the grey of life
Your face molded with a salt & pepper beard
And deep set eyes
Surrounded by crinkles
From laugh filled times
I know your arms will enfold me comfortably
When I crawl in for the night
CALDER WOLFE