poems by Rachel Green
Just how far out does the tide go do you think?And from the far right - ? then Aimee?
I used to love playign crazy golf,
It goes out about a mile and a half -- Lina, Aimee, Amy (closest)
Oh, the memories (including frayed tempers). :)
Indeed!I used to play it with my father.
Oh I just love this one. The railings look like black cobwebs. Beautiful. Lina looks so grown up.
She is a sulky teenager now.
I bet she is!!
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Just how far out does the tide go do you think?
And from the far right - ? then Aimee?
I used to love playign crazy golf,
It goes out about a mile and a half -- Lina, Aimee, Amy (closest)
Oh, the memories (including frayed tempers). :)
Indeed!
I used to play it with my father.
Oh I just love this one. The railings look like black cobwebs. Beautiful. Lina looks so grown up.
She is a sulky teenager now.
I bet she is!!
Post a Comment