Lay with me
Upon the soft grass
Lay with me
Watching the clouds
roll by
The cool breaze
blows over us
The morning dew
wetting our clothes
Yet we don't care
As we lay here
Staring at the
clouds above
Writing poetry and short stories to let people take a peek inside my mind. I also do videos, take pictures, and like to cook and share tips on cooking
Make way Coming through The back bone of our lives We ship in stores But Do we ever stop to thank the trucker that got it there Hard wor...
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