in that big wicker basket he just had to try.
As I watched him climb in, I refused to lie:
No way would he ever sail up to the sky.
He insisted on going. I stifled a sigh.
I gave him a kiss, then wished him good-bye.
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5 comments:
i would love to ride in a real one one day...i have been up but it was tethered...would love to fly free in one though....
March 22, 2012 at 10:43 PMIt's easy to wish him goodbye when you know he isn't going anywhere. Me, I'd be climbing into the basket with him, and giggle the whole time. No, actually, I'd probably be luring HIM into the basket.
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March 23, 2012 at 5:44 PMThat would be a Grin Ann...
Loved your uplifting 55
Thanks for playing, and have a Kick Ass Week-End
That's fun :) Poor guy...
March 25, 2012 at 8:22 PMThis made me smile Ann - uplifting - flying to the moon in a basket must first require a room without a ceiling..but who cares..that smile says the journey was made anyway..Jae
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