Comments about Margot Lindsey
Passing rainbows and rustling winds
bring back loving memories of all my yesterdays.
For rustling winds that pass so gentility
and autumn days that is soft and gentle.
It's like a mist of clouds passing over in whisper
The essence of soothing winds,
the memories of golden sunset at dusk
Let the magic take you over in a moment.
Let a little sunshine in your heart