
By: Christiane Demack Can you see the joys of the mountain-tops, The grandmother’s silver in your golden hair? Can you feel his arms around you, can you smell The fire of the camp-site, […]
By: Christiane Demack Can you see the joys of the mountain-tops, The grandmother’s silver in your golden hair? Can you feel his arms around you, can you smell The fire of the camp-site, […]