Her she is in all of her beauty:
Monday, May 5, 2008
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Could we with ink the ocean fill, And were the skies of parchment made, Were every stalk on earth a quill, And every man a scribe by trade, To write the love of God above, Would drain the ocean dry. Nor could the scroll contain the whole, Though stretched from sky to sky.
4 comments:
Awww. she's a cutie for sure for sure. :) Give her a snuggle from her auntie.
Awww. Love her ans give her lots of kisses. And treats. And let her sleep with you.
misspellings again...
She is so pretty!
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