When I was younger, younger than before
I never saw the truth hanging from the door
And now I’m older see it face to face
And now I’m older gotta get up clean the place.
And I was green, greener than the hill
Where the flowers grew and the sun shone still
Now I’m darker than the deepest sea
Just hand me down, give me a place to be.
A bluebell picnic - Sunday. It was a day for lying amongst the bluebells, primroses and wood anemone. It was a day for scrambling through brambles because you had seen...
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