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| Sara Land |
Sara Anne Gerlicher March 15, 2004 7 lbs. 3 ozs. 19 inches |
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| 5 hours old |
| March Baby Attractive personality. Sexy. Affectionate. Shy and reserved. Secretive. Naturally honest, generous and sympathetic. Loves peace and serenity. Sensitive to others. Loves to serve others. Easily angered. Trustworthy. Appreciative and returns kindness. Observant and assesses others. Revengeful. Loves to dream and fantasize. Loves traveling. Loves attention. Hasty decisions in choosing partners. Loves home decors. Musically talented. Loves special things. Moody. |
| If I ever have a little girl I will name her Sara. It's a very special name to me. I love singing it on stage. It's the absolute delight of my night. There's so much in Sara. And it is ~ the poet in my heart, for sure. ~Stevie Nicks, Jim Ladd Innerview, 1979 |
| Sara (un-edited lyrics) Stevie Nicks I wanna be a star I don't wanna be a cleaning lady... Wait a minute baby Stay with me awhile Said you'd give me light But you never told me 'bout the fire Oooh Ooh... ooh... Ooh... ooh... Drowning in the sea of love Where everyone would love to drown But now it's gone It doesn't matter what for When you build your house Then call me home... And he was just like a great dark wing Within the wings of a storm I think I had met my match He was singing And undoing... and undoing... ooh, the laces Undoing the laces Ooh... ooh... Drowning in the sea of love It's where everyone would love to drown And now it's gone It doesn't matter what for No sorrow for sorrow You can have no more Said "Sara, you're the poet in my heart" Never change... never stop But now it's gone It doesn't matter what for But when you build your house Oh then, (call me) Call me home... Hold on... The night is coming And the starling flew for days I'll stay home at night... all the time I'd go anywhere... anywhere... anywhere Ask me and I'm there... yeah Ask me and I'm there... 'cause I care (The laces... the laces...) I care... In the sea of love Where everyone would love to drown But now it's gone They say it doesn't matter anymore If you build your house Then please call me... home Sara... you're the poet in my heart Never change... and don't you ever stop Now it's gone No... it doesn't matter anymore When you build your house I'll come by... Oh, dreaming... And the wind became... crazy And he reached her gently (Heartbeat) Dreaming and the wind became... crazy And there the heartbeat... When it never really died Dreaming... never really died... (ooh why) Would you swallow all your pride But could you speak a little louder? Dreaming... All I ever wanted... Was to know that you were dreaming But there's a heartbeat and it never really died Never really died No, it never really died Never really died Could you speak a little louder Swallow all your pride Ooh why... Would you never change... never change... And the wind became, It became crazy... And listen for that crazy wind Because it will make you dream awhile And there's a heartbeat (Smile for my darling) Well it never really died Dreaming... and the wind became... (Smile for my Sara) Became crazy... (Smile for my Sara)... |
Christmas 2007 ~ Holiday Photos
| 3 years old - Birthday - Spring - Easter |
| 2 years old - Birthday - Spring |
| 1 year old - Birthday Block |
| 1 year old - Garden Fairy |
| 18 months old |
| 6 months old - Hat Box |
| 6 months old - Golden Angel |
| 3 months old - Angel Baby |
| 3 months old - John Lennon Dress |
| 3 weeks old - Butterfly Baby |
| My 1st picture |
