No more jumping around for me
As I’m too old for that
But once in a blue moon
I may have to take the leap
In that perfect moment
When long lost joys
Makes another flyby
Over the skies
No more jumping around for me
As I’m too old for that
But once in a blue moon
I may have to take the leap
In that perfect moment
When long lost joys
Makes another flyby
Over the skies
Stuff I wrote from before...
Experience, Dream, Create
Inspired by Photography
this & that
~wandering through life in my time machine...you never know where it will stop next~
Rural doctor, mom, writes poems, dance, sing.
Words are to be lifted from the soul! Photograph’s are memories of the heart yet to unfold! Let’s begin!
LETTERS to TIME PASSING
Adventure is out there
Beautiful poetry.
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Thank you very much for liking this 🙂
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My pleasure.
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Sometimes joy invites us to show our emotions by jumping with happiness. Thanks Hammad for joining in. Much appreciated.
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I couldn’t agree more with you!
Thank you so much for liking my post 🙂
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You’re welcome ☺️
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