You make me smile, laugh, cringe, cry and LAUGH, again. I want to share you with the world. And I love that when I walk downstairs into our lower level, Crouton's photo and poem remind me of you and your artistry. Huge hugs for being able to articulate what happens in your brain and also sometimes in mine.
You make me smile, laugh, cringe, cry and LAUGH, again. I want to share you with the world. And I love that when I walk downstairs into our lower level, Crouton's photo and poem remind me of you and your artistry. Huge hugs for being able to articulate what happens in your brain and also sometimes in mine.
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