Pondering- Thundering
Wandering- Wondering
And so I heed the call of the sea
For though not a drop fall
Nor will time stop all
For the likes of such as me
Life cannot go on
Nor a single day dawn
Without the great, dark sea
Unfortunately 'home' for the summer has not been blessed by the good Lord with an ocean. I will have to bide my time with a puddle in the back. Water is water right? Ha. . .
(Nothing new on the quest to aquire a new animal. I will keep you posted.)
I slip over the black in expert-tied boots chasing Daddy's red shirt into the darkness and see a whole new world.
2 comments:
Ms. Coal Miners Daughter, a freind of Ed's is a freind of mine. Peace Love and Prosperity
Thank you much. It means a lot.
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