Waltzing Along ~ James
Treetop, catclown. Own private, carnival. Hijinks, hilarity. Though skies, are grey. And raining. Mist. Magic’s evident, every day. If you, choose. To see it. Prison exists, only. Within, your mind. And you, hold. The key.
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May your heart lead you on…
Love it.
Thank you Sandra… Merlin-Mowgli loves clowning (and helping me take photographs) of the tree. Sending oak love from the Overberg, Bx