My Sunglasses By: Charolotte Andreski Through my sunglasses I see it all Blue sky, rainbows, Daisies and butter-mellows Happy as can be. In my sunglasses I dance to the music The birds chirping The wind whistling A cheerful tune to me And when I look Above the rims The sky is dark The clouds, black Flowers, faltering Beneath the rims again, For me. | ||||
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HEY - my car made it into your blog pics. :) Now I feel famous!!!
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