Blind from birth to evil, my sight was restored by the bright angel in front of me.

Now, you see, my eyes are no good,

but my soul was furiously replenished in a flittery-fluttery way.

Saved by the belle — Angel Orange!

Hallelujah!

Alignments pave the way in a colorful array at the lunch line.

HaPPy OctOber!

Uncle Tree

 ♥