Whispering Breathless
Found a new friend from out Alberta way
Willow's her name, a sweet young thing in the hay
Also Whispering-Breathless
She seems quite precocious
February twenty-eighth was surely my lucky day
Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2016
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