So young, so beautiful, just like your mother was
Full of light and promise for the future
Your mother would be very proud
If she was still with us
We both miss her
So much
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
Welcome to Wonderland Where nothing is what it seems at first The straightest path Can wind into the darkest of woods Flower laugh because...
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