12-18-09
. The summer sun rises over the hills,
With a beauty and certain grace,
But it cannot compete with the beauty of you,
Or the beauty of your face. The falling snow in wintertime,
Makes everything look so new,
But it cannot compare with the beauty,
The beauty that is you
. . “Oh, my…Honey you really gave me, um, your mom a cream shower!” I was enjoying her little slips when she would say to me and then say, mom
12-18-09
. The summer sun rises over the hills,
With a beauty and certain grace,
But it cannot compete with the beauty of you,
Or the beauty of your face. The falling snow in wintertime,
Makes everything look so new,
But it cannot compare with the beauty,
The beauty that is you
. . “Oh, my…Honey you really gave me, um, your mom a cream shower!” I was enjoying her little slips when she would say to me and then say, mom
12-18-09
. The summer sun rises over the hills,
With a beauty and certain grace,
But it cannot compete with the beauty of you,
Or the beauty of your face. The falling snow in wintertime,
Makes everything look so new,
But it cannot compare with the beauty,
The beauty that is you
. . “Oh, my…Honey you really gave me, um, your mom a cream shower!” I was enjoying her little slips when she would say to me and then say, mom
Teen and stepmom ate the yummy desert after dinner