We shared space, and went on our way.
She’s got the looks, I’m looking out.
Our mother held us for a day,
both of us an armful, no doubt.
❤
We shared space, and went on our way.
She’s got the looks, I’m looking out.
Our mother held us for a day,
both of us an armful, no doubt.
❤
Soul Stories
In All Our Years ™ 