The trees salute you
b'I like to run in the morning. I like to look at the sky. I wish sometimes I where a bird, that I could fly. I am all nuts. And that is when the trees salute you.'
b'I like to run in the morning. I like to look at the sky. I wish sometimes I where a bird, that I could fly. I am all nuts. And that is when the trees salute you.'