A castle low in fields of green,
Whatever could it's place but mean,
With towers high and streams that flow,
thru through tall timbers and green meadows,
for all its beauty none could say but Kimberly,
Who knew the way.
Whatever could it's place but mean,
With towers high and streams that flow,
thru through tall timbers and green meadows,
for all its beauty none could say but Kimberly,
Who knew the way.
Good morning kimberly
by Hyrum Hunsaker July 05, 2025