i know no better experience than growing your own strawberries, except, perhaps, eating them.
Friday, January 20, 2006
snowflakes
when snowflakes fall to the ground they do it softly, like you my love, like you my love. delicate patterns meet the ground, like you my love, like you my love.
3 comments:
this is very sweet
very
very
thank you R, I didn't mind writing it, not at all:)
and i
still find
me smiling
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