mooie fotos, vind 1 echt briljant en die met jullie 4en erg mooi.
Heel veel sterkte en hoop dat je nog even een poosje kan genieten van je paardje.
Fog on her glasses, From the still steaming tea, A book in her hand, As she casually reads.
A catch in her breath, As the Climax grows near, She's deaf to the world : The book's all she can hear.
She's completely lost now, or perhaps she is found,
In this strange paper world
That's far from the ground.