The Christmas Gift
Now milking’s just an awful chore, it happens twice a day; no matter what you want to do, it’s always in the way. And every day at 4 AM, dad …
Now milking’s just an awful chore, it happens twice a day; no matter what you want to do, it’s always in the way. And every day at 4 AM, dad …
16th July 2011 Mr Peter S No. 5 Orchard View Etc. Dear young Master Peter My namesake – This card in your hands is for you and not to be …
Meander with me down that winding trail, remembering the way it was before. Back then, when we set paper ships to sail, and chased their passage, safe upon the shore. …
When the winds blow into the night Reaching out to the silver moon When the rivers flow to unreachable ends I’ll sing the most gentle song To faraway stars watching …
“Bring back the singing and the scent of meadowlands at dewy prime; – Oh, bring again my hearts content, ‘Thou spirit of the Summertime’” -William Alingham Winds blowing o’er the …