I treasure the details
Not the beach, but the seashells
Not your hazel eyes,
But the tears of joy that swells
Not the green grass
But the rolling wind trails
Not just my love for you
But the feeling of home that prevails
I treasure the details
I treasure the details
Not the beach, but the seashells
Not your hazel eyes,
But the tears of joy that swells
Not the green grass
But the rolling wind trails
Not just my love for you
But the feeling of home that prevails
I treasure the details
Oh wow – this is amazingly beautiful! Really fabulous write.
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Thank you so much! I’m trying to get back into the swing with my blog. I took a while off.
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