If Your Going To, San Francisco
Gazing at her mother's beaming smile watching love's....
Tiny four month old baby boy waddling along so very beautiful
A precious little furry peacock crown atop, his adorable as priceless head
My eyes began to mist this heart stirred deeply; at the beauty in such purity beheld.
Copyright © Jeremy Street | Year Posted 2014
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