Of Summer Passing
Down the road from my house, the lake is a magnetic. Swimmers are thirst for water. Walkers are intent, eyes open for little joys; summerโs forget-me-nots. Todd...
Down the road from my house, the lake is a magnetic. Swimmers are thirst for water. Walkers are intent, eyes open for little joys; summerโs forget-me-nots. Todd...