A Andy New member Jul 2, 2009 #1 And the heaven’s let out thy sorrow, For tomorrow, there would not be And he, who took thy lead, Grabbed his noble stead and rode, For this his last abode.
And the heaven’s let out thy sorrow, For tomorrow, there would not be And he, who took thy lead, Grabbed his noble stead and rode, For this his last abode.
