Saturday, January 3, 2004


I lay upon a hill one day and watched the dandelions sail away, in a warm breeze of summer air. I felt so content just lying there. And as I gazed up to the sky, a beautiful butterfly came sailing by. She fluttered about in a most graceful style then landed on a daisy, if only for a short while. For... Sign in to see full entry.

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