When the road ahead seems impossible, start the engine — Benny Bellamacina, Piddly Poems for Children
When the road ahead seems impossible, start the engine — Benny Bellamacina, Piddly Poems for Children
When the road ahead seems impossible, start the engine — Benny Bellamacina, Piddly Poems for Children
When the road ahead seems impossible, start the engine — Benny Bellamacina, Piddly Poems for Children
When the road ahead seems impossible, start the engine — Benny Bellamacina, Piddly Poems for Children
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When the road ahead seems impossible, start the engine

— Benny Bellamacina, Piddly Poems for Children
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