When I tell people that I am adopted and that I have a great family.They tell me that I am lucky and then they think I'm living happily.Was it luck th..
The way the mountains skim across the skyHe sat there looking through my eyesThe wind blew slow and that was a clueThat nothing else could ever be tha..
The girl craved that gown.She lived in a oldratted town.Riding through life at her own pace.She wanted that dress with the lace.Her father didn't love..