“If I could tell you about Red I would sing to you of fire Sweet like cherries Burning like cinnamon Smelling like a rose in the sun” — Dixie Dawn Miller Goode Copy Share Image
“till, silently without one peep, the angels come, their watch to keep. They'll hold you safe while dreaming deep. The pillow cool beneath your… — Dixie Dawn Miller Goode Copy Share
“If I could tell you about Red I would sing to you of fire Sweet like cherries Burning like cinnamon Smelling like a rose… — Dixie Dawn Miller Goode Copy Share
“Remember that an act of hatred belittles the one who acts it out - but not the one it is done against unless that… — Dixie Dawn Miller Goode Copy Share
“she thought of the mix of kids in her class and in Melissa’s and she knew that the future could be bright. No one… — Dixie Dawn Miller Goode Copy Share
