sunday
Walking up at six thirty In the morning To the sound of my daughter’s voice
Not From Here
Once upon a time, there was a young girl, who lived with her Dada, her Mumma, and their two cats.
Walking up at six thirty In the morning To the sound of my daughter’s voice
Once upon a time, there was a young girl, who lived with her Dada, her Mumma, and their two cats.