Tired of all the foolish stuff, working hard rolling up the cuff, eight long hours a day, with only weekends to play. Vacation time is here at last, time to get away and have a blast.
Somewhere over the rainbow, there's a small paradise I know. The sun shines bright, there's beautiful moon light, after the day turns to night. There's a nice pure atmsophere, where the mind can truly clear.
Going on down the road, leaving behind this heavy load. Can't wait till I get there, so I can lay back without a care. Knocking on vacations doors, there be no scrubbing any floors.
What began as Songs of the Angelic Gaze in the summer of 2006 continued the following year as The Bridge of Silver Wings, and developed even further two years after that into The Bridge of Silver Wings 2009. Whether readers describe it as a conversa
What began as Songs of the Angelic Gaze in the summer of 2006 continued the following year as The Bridge of Silver Wings, and developed even further two years after that into The Bridge of Silver Wings 2009. Whether readers describe it as a conversa
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Oh enjoy it Grady!!
No floors???
Geee where ever I go I need to clean up after everyone dropped their
dirty footprints on the floor....but such is life...for being a
houswife I guess huh?
Love Tinka