Monday, February 28, 2011

wint'swords: Longing

wint'swords: Longing: " It is the last day of February, the air is crisp and cold, snow flurries are softly falling, Oh, what a sight to..."

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Dark Shadows!

 When my brother and I were young, We were blessed with a great older brother, And a loving mom and dad; We would get home from school, And ...