Sophie

Posted on August 7, 2016 by a foolhardy florilegium

A special girl who I once knew

had a heart that grew and grew

until, one day, that young girl found

she lived within laughter’s sweet sound

and so life was a joyous time

and that’s the end of this little rhyme!

About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.
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