Fluffernutter. 13 years old. Not sure today is really the day, but it's the day we celebrate. I remember that 2 day-old puppy I held in my hand. I remember the farm where you were born, up there in the woods near the mountain. There were dogs, cats, cattle, and horses. A baby too. Rough people, rugged; life was hard.
Now your life is quiet and slow. You sleep a lot.
But tomorrow's a new day and we'll go exploring.
Now your life is quiet and slow. You sleep a lot.
But tomorrow's a new day and we'll go exploring.
