Cary
#MothersDayPoem
The fragrance of my childhood,
Hides in the folds of your embrace, so take my eyelids and put them where my heart once stood.
scream the comedy ancient "arsenic and old lace......
The fragrance of my childhood,
Hides in the folds of your embrace, so take my eyelids and put them where my heart once stood.
scream the comedy ancient "arsenic and old lace......