summer song
These days could just not be moving any faster it seems.
Ah, summer.
I want to hold on to you with both hands.
And beautiful, sweet, glorious days of my children’s youth –
I want to gather you in my arms
and frame you on my walls
and write about you in books
and beg you
on bended knee
to
stay
stay
stay.
3 Comments
hannaH
Holy moly London looks like you in that picture.
Beckey
Oh how I wish I could have done just that!
LaceyKeigley
It's just too impossible, isn't it?