vow, he will never believe. Poem is me, a small potato in his lab. Apple, do you still remember the apple I sent to you. I have two kid: a boy and girl. See how I define a mother,. Yes, you look old to me. Very old. I know you are a doc, but do you know I may need your help. Where are you? Why you sent me that email so sharply? I forgive you already and miss you. |