Fifteen-hour difference
From where I am, twelve...
Dashing soldier, an entrance he had made
But his leaving was marked with the blade...
A poor man with no name, on a horse, with no fame
set out to cross the land...
In every bouquet of flowers
comes that very special one...
The arrival of happiness entered my heart
as soon as it felt your love. Like a seed...
I can't stop my pen from writing
about you, and your unstoppable...
She was a strega:
I saw her making magic...
Has the heart of gold
Acts as though he's so strong...
Listen to my voice dear man
through the pages and ink...
Time has blown like the wind,
but my memory of you is as crisp as a freshly...
Dear mother I care about you so much
It hurts me to see you upset...
Hey Brianna
I came to visit today...