Posts by Eileen Schmidt
Greenwaves
I remember a meadow one morning in May.
With a sky
Greenwaves I remember a meadow one morning in May. With a sky full of dreams that sailed in that day. I was dancing through green waves of grass like...
Greenwaves I remember a meadow one morning in May. With a sky full of dreams that sailed in that day. I was dancing through green waves of grass like...
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