MR Dahl 7h ago Time Flies Fireflies, and big brown eyesThe kinds of highs that summer buysThose things you miss when someone diesmore…
MR Dahl 7h ago Smoldering The August ember always finds meOur youthful souls forever flightyFeel the breeze’s gentle touchWatch the fire burn out quietly
MR Dahl 7h ago Savannah Rain My flight home leaves tomorrowTonight is for me aloneRiver street runs deepmore…
