The summer sun is fading as the year grows old and darker days are drawing near The winter winds will be much colder now you’re not here I watch the birds fly south across the autumn sky and one by one they disappear I wish that I was flying […]
The summer sun is fading as the year grows old and darker days are drawing near The winter winds will be much colder now you’re not here I watch the birds fly south across the autumn sky and one by one they disappear I wish that I was flying […]