can we sleep with spring
melt changing to a blizzard?
well it's this afternoon.
three days they've been saying.
oh, yes it's Grandma's birthday.
i'm the last celebrating.
i'll ask my daughter the record keeper
which one i'm celebrating
poetry - jack sender - all of my life
can we sleep with spring
melt changing to a blizzard?
well it's this afternoon.
three days they've been saying.
oh, yes it's Grandma's birthday.
i'm the last celebrating.
i'll ask my daughter the record keeper
which one i'm celebrating
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