Too bad it won't happen.
Thursday, November 20, 2008
Old-fashioned
The more I think about it, the more I want to be part of an older era. I want to have my family dinners at a formal dining table. And Christmas would be grand. Lots of baking and warm dinners. Winters would cozy, spent in front of a warm fire. The whole little children running underfoot, with thoughts of sugarplums in their head.
Too bad it won't happen.
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Too bad it won't happen.
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