Go forget me – why should sorrow O'er that brow a shadow fling? Go forget me – and tomorrow brightly smile and sweetly sing. Smile – though I shall not be near thee Sing – though I shall never hear thee. Topic: Smile, Author: Charles Wolfe Share Article: Share on Facebook Share on Twitter Share on Pinterest Share on Telegram Share on Whatsapp Copy Link
1 I don't really remember a time younger than 5 years old that I didn't have skates on because all I can remember is every day tying up my skates and a big smile on my face excited to go on the ice.
