A Winter Night By Irene On December 21, 2018 In Poetry There’s a gentle frost lying just outside my window and a chill settles on the ground A soft breeze slides under my window and through the cracks soothing me as I drift to sleep 7 September 1995 frostpoetrywinter Previous Seven is just a number Next Different Destinations 1 Comment Jerry Lewis hey, you wrote this on my birthday! you’re really good…sweet dreams. December 21, 2018
Jerry Lewis
hey, you wrote this on my birthday! you’re really good…sweet dreams.