Dear.
Today is the very nice, worm, day. On the sky runes soft, cotton, white clouds. Seepages of the plants goes trough branch. Sun shines in the hear, like palm of your hand. Everything in the around is in the colours from Easter eggs and very small flowers. It is nice when you can feel free. I went out in the garden. Listened the music in the distance. I have lessons of English language. Day goes fast in play and smile with the children. I have get from them little present, it is flowers from my garden and hollyhock. It reminded me of the Bronko, his book 'Garden of hollyhock s colour' and his grandad.
I have thought about you whole day and wished if I could get one present, you.
I think when in the life can not get something you can get more nice things from something else.
Today is the very nice, worm, day. On the sky runes soft, cotton, white clouds. Seepages of the plants goes trough branch. Sun shines in the hear, like palm of your hand. Everything in the around is in the colours from Easter eggs and very small flowers. It is nice when you can feel free. I went out in the garden. Listened the music in the distance. I have lessons of English language. Day goes fast in play and smile with the children. I have get from them little present, it is flowers from my garden and hollyhock. It reminded me of the Bronko, his book 'Garden of hollyhock s colour' and his grandad.
I have thought about you whole day and wished if I could get one present, you.
I think when in the life can not get something you can get more nice things from something else.
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