Carefree whistling,
of that song you couldn’t quite remember,
while running free,
on undiscovered paths,
on your way home.
Carefree whistling,
of that song you couldn’t quite remember,
while running free,
on undiscovered paths,
on your way home.
I am a dreamer and a writer who loves to ponder on the words of the soul.
March 19, 2014 at 9:24 am
Wonderfully dreamy! 🙂
March 19, 2014 at 9:25 am
🙂