She was a stumbling toddler on her fist steps.
She is a gazelle on her wedding day.
I watched from the windows of dance the staggering virtuoso of Christ, her life choreographer.
Poetry Springs Wedding / Father-Daughter Dance
She was a stumbling toddler on her fist steps.
She is a gazelle on her wedding day.
I watched from the windows of dance the staggering virtuoso of Christ, her life choreographer.
Poetry Springs Wedding / Father-Daughter Dance
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