32 Dream Street
"They will be home soon," she whispers, "I know it."
Meanwhile the porch light offers herself as a welcoming beacon, as a seed sewn to the little, wooden shingled house.
"It has been two seasons since we heard their voices and footsteps fill the rooms," he says with a pensive relay.
"I know just what to do. We will send Mr. Messenger BeeAe Bird and his flock for them," she exclaims!
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for my love of photography and writing.
I hope you join me, xo.
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webpage: www.angielambertphotography.com
32 Dream Street
"They will be home soon," she whispers, "I know it."
Meanwhile the porch light offers herself as a welcoming beacon, as a seed sewn to the little, wooden shingled house.
"It has been two seasons since we heard their voices and footsteps fill the rooms," he says with a pensive relay.
"I know just what to do. We will send Mr. Messenger BeeAe Bird and his flock for them," she exclaims!
______________________________
for my love of photography and writing.
I hope you join me, xo.
facebook: www.facebook.com/angielambertphotographyandillustration/?...
webpage: www.angielambertphotography.com