Posted by fatbanjo on Saturday, March 14, 2009
Love is like a Dafodill
All fresh and green and New
March winds kissed your tender lips
And told the story of you
Bright and yellow
Like sands of stone
That stand in seasons of four
You'll come and go and come again
And make me wait for more....
Monday, March 16, 2009 @12:49:23 AM
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