I grew up on sunshine and laughter and very little money.
I grew up with people and stories and very few worries.
I grew up on beaches, soccer fields and wherever Fun was.
I grew up looking for trouble if it didn’t find me first.
The poem has nothing to do with the photos. Enjoy the beautiful Thia, The Black Eskimo:
5 comments:
A very lucky person indeed. And the photos are gorgeous.
Gosh Thia one of a kind! Hope you are the same insinde out...cute poem there Nana
wonderful job of capturing her beauty. :)
Love those photo's!
Amazing images!
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