I Write Short Stories
Lets go to the meadow
And have a pinic
Spread the red and white gingham blanket
You pour the wind as i empty the basket
We can sit quietly and listen to the birds sing along with a gentle breeze
And have a pinic
Spread the red and white gingham blanket
You pour the wind as i empty the basket
We can sit quietly and listen to the birds sing along with a gentle breeze