I have a little note book.
Your name has not met it's pages.
But it is all about you.
And all our wages.
I miss you dearly.
Perhaps you feel this too.
This notebook, your name is never in.
But you are all it ever knew.
Sep 27, 2012
Sep 27, 2012 at 11:10 PM UTC
I have a little note book.
Your name has not met it's pages.
But it is all about you.
And all our wages.
I miss you dearly.
Perhaps you feel this too.
This notebook, your name is never in.
But you are all it ever knew.
