When I am...
Sometimes when I am Really down, and nobody Seems to be my friend I think of you, And the gentlest eyes I’ve ever seen, The warmest smile, The most excepting heart I think of what you mean to me. And before long… The skies of living are clear again And the sun of hope Is warm.
MistressWolffie · Thu Nov 09, 2006 @ 01:39am · 0 Comments |