5. Build
- Sama Rose
- Oct 5, 2019
- 1 min read
Come with me we’ll
Build a vision
Under yellow stars
And the waxing moon
Hopes of growing old
Our garden blooming
Wilting renewing
Our vision we built of
Life and love and
In our autumn years
Our vision will be
Enduring memories
Reminds me of Grans garden. Lovely 🥰