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Cynthia

In Iraq

About Me

Get Your Own! | View Slideshow~STRAWBERRY WINE~ (Matraca Berg, Gary Harrison)He was working through college on my grandpa's farm. I was thirsting for knowledge and he had a car. I was caught somewhere between a woman and a child. When one restless summer we found love growing wild. On the banks of the river on a well beaten path. It's funny how those memories they last. Like strawberry wine and seventeen. The hot July moon saw everything. My first taste of love oh bittersweet. Green on the vine. Like strawberry wine.I still remember when thirty was old. And my biggest fear was September when he had to go. A few cards and letters and one long distance call. We drifted away like the leaves in the fall. But year after year I come back to this place. Just to remember the taste. Of strawberry wine and seventeen. The hot July moon saw everything. My first taste of love oh bittersweet. Green on the vine. Like strawberry wine.The fields have grown over now. Years since they've seen the plow. There's nothing time hasn't touched. Is it really him or the loss of my innocence. I've been missing so much. Like strawberry wine and seventeen. The hot July moon saw everything. My first taste of love oh bittersweet. Green on the vine. Like strawberry wine. ♥ Katie's Layouts ♥♥ Katie's Layouts ♥

My Interests

I like the ocean, the beach, shell hunting, the thrill of riding an airplane over the ocean. reading, coffee, good movies, good music, i'll get back to the rest later

I'd like to meet:

Tim McGraw

Music:

everything from abba to zeppelin

Movies:

all the classics, butch cassidy, when harry met sally, james bond, war movies, you name it i like it usually.

Television:

documentaries, history, national geographic, cooking, steve erwin, detective shows, general hospital (only the old stuff new is too crazy)

Books:

EVERYTHING WRITTEN

Heroes:

my children