Beautiful, Karla. Mind if I hitchhike on your
gallop through the Northern Lights? -gene.
Reviewed by LadyJtalks LadyJzTalkZone (Reader)
Reviewed on August 20, 2010
can't wait till I can catch the sunset like this again. well said, wouldn't it be great to just fly around the whole area and watch the sun set all the way
my 2 year old grandson was watching some pigeons and when they flew off he started jumping with his arms swinging skyward-i know he wanted to fly with them--you poem reminded me of his beautiful and innocent exuberance
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Sheila
gallop through the Northern Lights? -gene.
peace, Carole~
John
Awesome job!
John
Earth's confines. I want to fly
That sounds marvelous; if only we could.
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin, Karen Lynn. :D