>From my window I see the roof of the porch The big bushes each side of the gate and the large mock-orange tree The fields rolling away into the distance And lots of trees
Right now the hay has been cut and it's raining. (45 to go)
>From my window I see the roof of the porch The big bushes each side of the gate and the large mock-orange tree The fields rolling away into the distance And lots of trees
Right now the hay has been cut and it's raining. (45 to go)