I once met a girl
her name was Claire
She had the most
beautiful eyes
and golden curls
was her hair
She had the greatest wit
and so intelligent too
I met her in my dreams
but fate claimed its price
She was our little girl
who never breathed air
I once met a girl her name was Claire She had the most beautiful eyes and golden curls was her hair She had the greatest wit and so intelligent too I met her in my dreams but fate claimed its price She was our little girl who never breathed air |

Devious Comments
--
photography steels part of one's soul
I'm a souls collector
--
Visit Pastseeker's Place
The moment my photos are made, time stands still forever, a moment in time which becomes history and part my past. ~cc '05
--
All good things come to an end.....they just get better over time.
--
=cfoto
if I could learn to fly.....
dreams would just be dreams
and holding you a reality
--
All good things come to an end.....they just get better over time.
--
I am what I am, until I am no more...
--
Experience is a hard teacher because she gives the test first, the lesson afterward. --Vernon Law
--
=cfoto
if I could learn to fly.....
dreams would just be dreams
and holding you a reality
Previous PageNext Page