morning greats daises
white and yellow, sun and moon
watching clouds sail
A drive thru the late spring woods.
The woods, dirt roads, the sweet fragrance of fresh earth, the late spring suns' warming rays thru the canopy of green, sounds too goo...
The woods, dirt roads, the sweet fragrance of fresh earth, the late spring suns' warming rays thru the canopy of green, sounds too goo...