Maud Hart Lovelace, Betsy-Tacy And Tib Quotes
It was June, and the world smelled of roses. The sunshine was like powdered gold over the grassy hillside.
In silence the three of them looked at the sunset and thought about God.
It was June, and the world smelled of roses. The sunshine was like powdered gold over the grassy hillside.
In silence the three of them looked at the sunset and thought about God.