Those fields of daisies we landed on, and dusty fields and desert stretches. Memories of many skies and earths beneath us - many days, many nights of stars.

Those fields of daisies we landed
Those fields of daisies we landed
Those fields of daisies we landed on, and dusty fields and desert stretches. Memories of many skies and earths beneath us - many days, many nights of stars.
Those fields of daisies we landed
Those fields of daisies we landed on, and dusty fields and desert stretches. Memories of many skies and earths beneath us - many days, many nights of stars.
Those fields of daisies we landed
Those fields of daisies we landed on, and dusty fields and desert stretches. Memories of many skies and earths beneath us - many days, many nights of stars.
Those fields of daisies we landed
Those fields of daisies we landed on, and dusty fields and desert stretches. Memories of many skies and earths beneath us - many days, many nights of stars.
Those fields of daisies we landed
Those fields of daisies we landed on, and dusty fields and desert stretches. Memories of many skies and earths beneath us - many days, many nights of stars.
Those fields of daisies we landed
Those fields of daisies we landed
Those fields of daisies we landed
Those fields of daisies we landed
Those fields of daisies we landed
Those fields of daisies we landed
Anne Morrow Lindbergh
Anne Morrow Lindbergh

American - Writer June 22, 1906 - February 7, 2001

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