Misty Morn, Not Forlorn
Awoke by a dream where.. Dad and I were playing, Have started moving the pieces, His, white, mine, black, Didn’t finish as my eyes widely opened. Quite dark room, with…
Awoke by a dream where.. Dad and I were playing, Have started moving the pieces, His, white, mine, black, Didn’t finish as my eyes widely opened. Quite dark room, with…