Dear Beege, It was a beautiful day... not a cloud in the sky... with a breeze flowing by... it was a natural high... and a bird on a branch... gave a song.. and a dance... it reminded me too... of those days.. and of you... as you'd dance all around... and you'd sing for the town... What a beautiful time... You're the sunshine on my mind... the breeze flowing by... You're the blue in my sky... you make it a beautiful day... just thinking of you.. I love you Beege. July 15th, 1998
Reason for writing:
I know when you get out of bootcamp and get your hands on a computer... and on this internet..you will be reading all these pages of the book that you've been reading all through bootcamp. I miss you Beege. You make it a sunshine day...even when it's raining.
Birth sign: Pisces
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