Although you are a friend of mine,
and notes we do exchange.
I wouldn't know you on the street,
and doesn't that seem strange?
You hold a place within my heart,
unusual and unique;
We share ideals and special dreams,
and still, we do not speak.
I picture who I think you are,
perhaps you picture me.
An intriguing game for both of us,
for someone we cannot see.
So for this friendship we possess,
we owe Fairyland a debt.
Perhaps the charm lies in the fact,
that we have never met.
Have a good week ahead. XX

July 13

🦋🦋
I saw a little Butterfly,
She danced along my lane,
and as she passed me by,
She fluttered out your name.
She said you must not worry,
She gives you peace of mind,
and as she left she softly spoke,
LIFE WILL BE JUST FINE.
As I watched her fly away - a feather floated down,
For a dove had landed on a tree - then glided to the ground.
He sings a little whistle,
to fill your heart with love.
He want' me to remind you
of his precious little song,
and if you know someone who needs it,
then pass this message along.

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ღ Have A Lovely Day ღ

Good morning 🙏😎💕🌹

Good morning 🙂👋☕️

Xxx

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Guten Morgen und danke für den Drachen

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Hab einen schönen Tag, liebe Petra :)