Friendship
You could walk thru my door and welcome you would be..Even in all if was just in what you stand.My arms would always open and you would find comfort and sweetness await.For in the all naught changesthe part in my heart that has love for thee.Know this for I am a tree.I am an Evergreen I bend to all seasons..
Iamadreamr
copywrite 11/15/08 K.D.G.
Iamadreamr
copywrite 11/15/08 K.D.G.
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