Well Bree thought she struck Gold. Oh Blast the mountainside, it came roaring down and almost buried Bree. Yep dug myself out of the rubble, dust away the dirt and grime, fools gold was all I did find.
Buzzard are flying o'er head thinking this chi
ck is is a fool she soon will be gone. Hey Buzzard begone from me I think you mistake me as food for thee. haha
ck is is a fool she soon will be gone. Hey Buzzard begone from me I think you mistake me as food for thee. haha Oh Bree you are a sight to see. Look above you, bright blue sky is peeking at you, see the Eagle soar? Yes the sun Is shining through the clouds.
My rainbow is still hovering round.
We are going down the trail to the beautiful sandy beach to watch the waves to swim the seas, to rest on the shores, wander the trails to seek the respite of the world, partake the wonders of the fresh air, to see the trees, their boughs do wave.
Rejoice in the flowers growing and swaying and releasing their fragrance as I pass by.
My Bluebird of Happiness is singing his song to Bree I hope you all hear his happy trills.
Oh. I just discovered a Trillium growing in the greenery, for those that do not know, a Trillim is a rare wildflower and will delight you should you ever come across 3 dark green leaves and a deep 3 petal purplish flower. It tis indeed a beautiful sight.
Seek and you shall find my friends,
spread your smiles.
This world will bring the laughter to your heart.
Breezes
I am always searching for something.
I am always searching for something.
