Give me this blonde-headed girl
To sit with me, hold my hand.
This much I know, I understand
Bring such a peace, and rocking my world.
Somehow it will all turn out right
As we walk together, smiling.
These mundane thoughts become so beguiling
While out so softly goes the light.

01/20/2010

Posted on 01/20/2010
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