As I look down memory lane I remember
Like a little shrub at the dawn of sprouting
My admission, left me shouting
Alas there was yet another route to explore
Just behind the great gate of learning before me Continue reading
As I look down memory lane I remember
Like a little shrub at the dawn of sprouting
My admission, left me shouting
Alas there was yet another route to explore
Just behind the great gate of learning before me Continue reading