March 2011
10 posts
I love this and upon reading it, others should understand why it is so easy to love Victoria Hay. This poem honors nine years of friendship through poetry, beginning in French class in seventh grade and extending to my 21st birthday. Never loved another like I loved you, my Jew.
Vickie Hay:
AHEM. Happy day of your birth oh great one. I hope this day has been loaded with fun. Now that you are...
