The sky above me
looked down upon me
belittling my stature,
and questioning my joie de vivre.;
but I am a forgiving sort,
and thought,
that one ought
not to be bought
by a condescending sky.
I, am bigger than that.
The sky above me
looked down upon me
belittling my stature,
and questioning my joie de vivre.;
but I am a forgiving sort,
and thought,
that one ought
not to be bought
by a condescending sky.
I, am bigger than that.
Yes. You and I are both bigger than that. Nice one.
Thank you, RP. G:)
Chrissy – to my friends. I consider you a friend. Weird, but a friend.
Thank you, Chrissy. I am Grae (‘loos ov vy’ in Cornish). G:)
Cool. G’night Grae. I’ll catch up again another day,
Nos da! Good night! G:)