Confidant
Confidant am eye the daughter kept my secret. Eye never told a sole of her plans at all she loves her mother faithfully. A better daughter is not to be found on this side of the mason dixon line she is the image of the one eye love the image as the rising son. The life that HE has afforded me came screaming from above the sky love one another is the message breathed. The daughter is the reason why eye pray in the morning light. The honey bee came to the cactus patch and got some food all over her wings to carry home to hive. The flowers barley opened up she did not stay long she did not give up but she flew away to try some more she had to make her score. Eye love the mother very much but now eye love her daughter even more for her abscence from our correspondance has made my heart grow fonder of her secret kept
in larder full of love.
