I love your poem. Home alone? HEHEHE... It usually starts with shedding my bra! 7 am wake up calls? I was thinking as you were walking with your Mom that those birds sounded amazing....but at 7am I'll bet not so much.
I love your poem. Home alone? HEHEHE... It usually starts with shedding my bra! 7 am wake up calls? I was thinking as you were walking with your Mom that those birds sounded amazing....but at 7am I'll bet not so much.