Were I Young
Were I young, I'd pelt headlong through the foliage chasing bugs, climbing the ancient trees, and surender myself to the wild forest, but since I'm not, I see only the pines and none of the splendor.
Were I young, I'd pelt headlong through the foliage chasing bugs, climbing the ancient trees, and surender myself to the wild forest, but since I'm not, I see only the pines and none of the splendor.