The Child I Used To Be
J
Jim Yerman
0
Altın Yaprak
Some days I like to visit...the child I used to be...
Who would ride his bike out in the rain...or climb the highest tree...
Who believed in Santa, saw faces in the clouds...and never wondered why...
When he looked up on a moonless night...he saw starfish in the sky.
Bu şiiri puanla
Henüz puan verilmemiş