What is old or needs changing will be let go
"Come, little leaves," said the wind one day; come o'er the meadows with me and play. Put on your dresses of red and gold, for summer is gone, and the days grow cold." George Coope…
"Come, little leaves," said the wind one day; come o'er the meadows with me and play. Put on your dresses of red and gold, for summer is gone, and the days grow cold." George Coope…