Moxie, Moxie, Burning Bright. In the Forest, In the Night. Oh, how bright you used to burn. When I threw the ball you caught it without it ever hitting the ground. Do you miss me? Do I miss you? Well that’s easy. Of course I do. I knew you well, I knew you true, I know that Moxie. Yes, I do.
With Best Wishes,
| Moxie |
| Stella |