And we kick the tires
Swirling dust like snow
Across the tundra of tomorrow.
And you are here
And I am traveling
And we are together.
So it begins.
And we kick the tires
Swirling dust like snow
Across the tundra of tomorrow.
And you are here
And I am traveling
And we are together.
So it begins.
January 4th, 2010 at 11:59 pm
Oooh, love the new look! And the poem, too!