An illustrated collection of my poems related to Wolverhampton Wanderers Football Club, well known as Wolves. Having been born in Wolverhampton of English and Scottish parentage, I grew up to have Wolves at heart. Within a week of my arrival on this earth in 1954, Wolves were crowned First Division Champions. I was raised on the Rough Hills and could hear the roar of the Molineux crowd whenever a goal was scored. It never ceases to amaze me as to where next I shall find a supporter of Wolves. When looking at the statue of Stan Cullis, it makes me think, 'He Stands With His Hat Held in His Hand' and there are Wolves shirts all over the land.