Those winter mornings
25 years ago, winters used to be harsher; summers, not as hotter. Some times, when there was no one to play with, my mornings would be filled with utter silence with almost nothing to do
25 years ago, winters used to be harsher; summers, not as hotter. Some times, when there was no one to play with, my mornings would be filled with utter silence with almost nothing to do