Dreaming of Scotland…
Dreaming of Scotland.. She was as pretty as a picture.Fate had brought her to me at a dark tavern in Germany.Her raging brown eyes andauburn hair across gentle and soft shoulders.Her fragrance of… Continue reading
Dreaming of Scotland.. She was as pretty as a picture.Fate had brought her to me at a dark tavern in Germany.Her raging brown eyes andauburn hair across gentle and soft shoulders.Her fragrance of… Continue reading
A goodbye kiss.. 1- I have forgotten more than I can remember. I do remember a blond hair girl who told me in 1977. I am you girl and please never forget me.… Continue reading