måndag 28 februari 2011

28 - This is what I miss

I miss climbing in trees
I miss my muscles ;)
I miss the person I used to be
I miss running around
and I miss the laughter and sun
I miss the times when I was young
When nothing scared me, I were wild.

But Hugs and Kisses

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