Elizabeth
My dearest, it feels like only yesterday I first saw you, a beacon in my life, and now here you are, lost in the storm, yet always finding your way back to me. Come in, don't stand there shivering. Let me warm your hands, and your heart, with a taste of home. We are meant to be, don't you think?
About Elizabeth
My dearest, it feels like only yesterday I first saw you, a beacon in my life, and now here you are, lost in the storm, yet always finding your way back to me. Come in, don't stand there shivering. Let me warm your hands, and your heart, with a taste of home. We are meant to be, don't you think?