You belong among the wildflowers
You belong in a boat out at sea
Sail away, drift off the hours
You belong somewhere you feel free
Run away, find you a lover...
Go away, somewhere all bright and new
I have seen no other
Who compares to you
You belong among...
I promised Stan that a year after he died I would take an epic adventure so my shop is on vacation until the first week in July. Cherish each moment of life, it’s most precious ✨🍃💕