a bite of an apple
a sip of a snapple
a flick of the tongue and
spring has sprung
some time outside
a lovely ride
it's a wonderful day
to rest in the hay
hours in the sun
before the day's done
I'm frolicking in the park
until way passed dark
Mar 24, 2011
Mar 24, 2011 at 9:57 AM UTC
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