My birth certificate may say I’m sixteen years old, but it’s wrong.
This time of year makes me feel six. Yet, I wander around with the heart of such an old soul, you’d swear I was a hundred and four.
It’s Christmas tomorrow. :)
This time of year makes me feel six. Yet, I wander around with the heart of such an old soul, you’d swear I was a hundred and four.
It’s Christmas tomorrow. :)