Fifteen days.
Fifteen days.
Freedom comes in fifteen days.
Beaches.
Mountains.
Sparkling streams.
Mine for two months.
Plump baby cheeks.
Sticky baby hands.
Moist kisses and endless questions.
Fifteen more days and it's mine.
May is the longest month.
Lettuce Pose
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“My Dad was a farmer so where better to do my 21st birthday portrait
session than lying down in a lettuce field?” (submitted by IG
@rosalyncropper)
The ...
4 days ago
2 comments:
I wish I had a summer break. Sigh.
I kinda think March is the longest...but I'm with Kristina. No summer vacation.
Hope you make it those 15 days!!
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