So come with me
Where dreams are born
And time is never planned.
Just think of happy things
And your heart will fly on wings
In Never Never Land.
I write at night, when the moon is high. coffee tea water…tea water caffeine…where art you? hit the dashboard.. hit my head…!!!
where are my words?? coffee tea water… NO …!! whiskey…. YES
ahhhhhh down the hatch!!!
grab a pen and hit my heart…!!!
There’s five or ten sides to every story…it’s not all black and blue 🙂 though I sure feel like that when I’m writing lol !!!
Don’t you just love ’em…!! They live in Dingle too…
Wow no !! You live in Dingle !! Wow !! Hippies and Hoppies. What ?? A hippy ?? Can walk on Coumeenoule beach barefoot in November. ..
A Hoppy ?? That’s a rabbit isn’t it ??!! Well, it ain’t a sheep….where’s me photo gone…???