When your lonely heart has learned its lessonYou’d be hers if only she would call
In the wee small hours of the morning
That’s the time you miss her most of all.. Frank Sinatra 
When your lonely heart has learned its lessonYou’d be hers if only she would call
In the wee small hours of the morning
That’s the time you miss her most of all.. Frank Sinatra
Travel for Fun and Adventure
I make photographs and poems to please myself (and share them to please you).
Life in Copenhagen, Denmark, after moving during Covid-19.
Avid adventurer, travel blogger, and experience seeker. Starting each morning with a desire to see the world through a different lens.
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I know this is a love song, but it only makes me think of my cat. She’s been missing since last Sunday 😦
Im sorry to hear that. I hope you find her.
I hope so too. Thank you.