Poem by Dear Daughter
U r the sun of my days
N the hope in my eyes
U r like the waves of an ocean
Washing up against the seashore
On a calm, clear day.
(Note from L: Please note that she is in the texting generation.)
N the hope in my eyes
U r like the waves of an ocean
Washing up against the seashore
On a calm, clear day.
(Note from L: Please note that she is in the texting generation.)
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