I heard a bird sing in the dark of December. A magical thing, and sweet to remember.
We are nearer to spring than we were in September. I heard a bird sing in the dark of December. (Oliver Herford)
I heard a bird sing in the dark of December. A magical thing, and sweet to remember.
We are nearer to spring than we were in September. I heard a bird sing in the dark of December. (Oliver Herford)