četvrtak, 15.12.2005.

The beginning of a beautiful freandship!

O.K. ovu sliku sam radila svojoj dragoj Tihani...ahmn..Aranel (da vas uputim...the storie teller on this blog). Radjena kao rodjendanska cestitka.. Ona jako voli vile (cak ju ima istetoviranu), pa mi nije bilo problem smislit tematiku cestitke.. enjoy:)

Dancing all day at a waterfall little fairy grow tired. She stopped to talk to a butterfly “What is love my little one? What is love?” Dancing away she started singing. A sad song full of melancholy. “What is love my little one?” Voice so lonely, asking for a friend. She looked sad. Turning around to search for a worm hand. “What is love? Wont nobody tell me?” She sits on the grass covered in flowers. What is love she’ll never know? Sitting alone in her grace still wondering.
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