| | 21/05/2020 17:28
Sur le blog Bleu Avenue
Spring Afternoon in the Daisy Fields "The afternoon has come and gone, my dear. Where have you been?" She asked. "Just out with old friends," came her daughter's breathy reply. Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes were bright. "Old friends, dear? What old friends?" she asked with a firm wrinkle across her brow. "Don't you know, mother? I've been out with the trees and the clouds and the spring daisies." Now the quiver of a smile began at the corners of her mouth as she soaked in this reply. "These are your old friends, are they?" The ether of the moment evaporated somewhat as her daughter paused to consider this question. "Well...that is to say...we are...
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