Okay.
This one even had kites in the sky, folks.
The simplicity of the wind, atop of the slope of a hillside.
Unbelievably perfect prerequisite pluffly white clouds, as if placed in a child's' diorama...
The sun, warm enuff 4 a kiss, cool enuff 4 a smile
The life of a family, enjoying its unity.
There was this perfect guy.., and i (!) got 2 spend the day with him!
Peaceful couplings spotted the open meadows, as far as the eye could see.. in every direction.
Communities of bonds stronger than blood.
And single peoples happy within themselves, happy 2b by themselves, but with so many others...
AND I EVEN GOT MY VERY OWN POEM!
How much u wanna bet there was a population (conceptions) spike on Sunday, September 17,2005.
The last Sunday of the Summer.
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