tao lindos os meninos... claro os favalos...XD


Mariana tavas demais continua assim... n desistas mm k t mandem po chão....lol

The song of the poppy fairy

The green wheat's a-growing,
The lark sings on high;
In scarlet silk a-glowing,
Here stan I.

The wheat's turning yellow,
Ripening for sheaves;

I hear the little fellow
Who scares the bird-thieves.

Now the harvest's ended,
The wheat-field is bare;
but still, red and splendid,
I am there

Cicely Mary Barker