MEMORIES.
A sunlit path across the fields,
The shadowed silence through the trees,
A quiet cove with flowing tide,
The smell of wood-smoke on the breeze.

With all the joy which memory brings
I think of happy, far-off things.

The peace which comes with falling snow,
The first star on a frosty night.
The days we shared with those who cared.
Those times we set the world alight.

With all the joy which memory brings
I think of happy, far-off things.

May you dream well tonight, goodnight
        from Sandra & Titania. xx

Thank you for a golden dragon Chris. xxx

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❤️৲(❤️ Thanks for spotting the critter ✨ ✨

Bandicoot and PD! Thanks

Golden dragon thanks

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..(¯`O´¯)  Sprinkles of love for
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Morning
Wombat tyvm x

sprinkles

M  oh ring
Mouse ty x