
Hope smiles from the threshold of the year to come, whispering, 'It will be happier.'
Hope smiles from the threshold of the year to come, whispering, 'It will be happier.'
Hope smiles from the threshold of the year to come, whispering, 'It will be happier.'
Hope smiles from the threshold of the year to come, whispering, 'It will be happier.'