When I am little
Again I walk on raindrops
I slide down sunbeams
And ride wind current
Stallions through forests of time
To recover myself
When I am little
Again I walk on raindrops
I slide down sunbeams
And ride wind current
Stallions through forests of time
To recover myself
Sweet Joan,needed that,I love to write as well.U rock!
Oh how sweet of you, thank you, Joel! I hope you’ll keep reading and commenting. Blessings and hugs to you!