The scarlet of the maples can shake me like a cryOf bugles going by.And my lonely spirit thrillsTo see the frosty asters like a smoke upon the hills.
“The scarlet of the maples can shake me like a cryOf … Read More
The scarlet of the maples can shake me like a cryOf bugles going by.And my lonely spirit thrillsTo see the frosty asters like a smoke upon the hills.
“The scarlet of the maples can shake me like a cryOf … Read More