You are like the sunshine so warm, you are like sugar, so sweet.. you are like you.. and that's the reason why I love you!
We rise with the lark and go to bed with the lamb.
I committed a cardinal sin as a kid. I never spoke, and my mother thought there was something seriously wrong with me. A silent child is regarded as a problem in Ireland, and I just read all the time.
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