By distant moon Date: 2001 Jun 17 Comment on this Work [[2001.06.17.01.18.14360]] |
I can't even write the feeling But I know it's happy It's smiles Butterflies Warm, homemade bread It's strawberries First words And flash cards ... Ok, so maybe not so much the flash cards But I know it's love In some way, shape or form ...but then again Everytime I've said that before.... I ended up right back here Explaining that it was over ... Let's just say, happy is good Because I can't even write the feeling But I know...oh, I know it's happy |