I am the dream
you cling to,
the dream you don’t release…
Day: January 18, 2021
Walking along,
Singing a song,
as the birds pass by,
and the butters fly…
It’s a bit silly,
how daunting writing a little note,
has become nowadays…
I am the dream
you cling to,
the dream you don’t release…
Walking along,
Singing a song,
as the birds pass by,
and the butters fly…
It’s a bit silly,
how daunting writing a little note,
has become nowadays…