Re: Going to Pakistan in December
Dancing bears
Painted wings
Things I almost remember
And a song someone sings
Once upon a December...
Someone holds me safe and warm
Horses prance through a silver storm
Figures dancing gracefully
Across my memory...
Far away, long ago
Glowing dim as an ember
Things my heart used to know
Once upon a December
Someone holds me safe and warm
Horses prance through a silver storm
Figures dancing gracefully
Across my memory...
Far away, long ago
Glowing dim as an ember
Things my heart
Used to know
Things it yearns to remember...
And a song
Someone sings
Once upon a December ..."
December . december . december
i love december .....hehehe