Nov 2012
Brrr. . . it is cold and drear,
But it makes me happy to be with you (Mamma) my dear!
O poor the thrush,
That must stay outside in the cold inside the brush.
*Marian
But it makes me happy to be with you (Mamma) my dear!
O poor the thrush,
That must stay outside in the cold inside the brush.
*Marian
