Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Queen Anne's Lace


Silent trees stretch upward, tickle the sun
Gravel flies by, kick up dust as we run
Her smile and shout begins the footrace
Memories in a field of Queen Anne's lace

Bought my ticket home.

Shukran,
Kelsey

1 comments:

  1. WhoooHoooo...so glad you will be home before Maria leaves....I think she has found a house to live in with 4 other students...and a hamster!;)

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