...And summer blows memories through your rustic, rose-petal window... so you watch the blue sky as a bird starts to sing chromatics, a electric lullaby and the wind plays with your toes brush your fingers and hair whisper To a honey smile and sweet eyes Holding the nostalgia of the wide, wide world. SARAH copyright~ February 2nd, 2009
This Girl...
...likes to see the world through rose-tinted glasses
...thinks medicine is just awful
...finds comfort in the backseat window of a bus
...dreams a lot
...travels by feet (mostly)
and treasures every single moment
She Loves...
MAGIC
Family&friends
Books
Colours of nature
My jazz shoes
A world of MUSIC and DRAMA
Horses
Ice-skating
