Sometimes
I wish I was just
a hot air balloon
deciding where to drift
deciding when to stay on ground
and when to lift.
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Author:
Teddy.15 (
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- Category: Reflection
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Comments5
a very nice thought Teddy.
if only wishes came true my friend.
Thank you so much dear Melvin 🌹
Brilliant imagery, you could float over here. lol Great work, sweet Teddy.
LOL 🤣 thank you, and be careful what you wish for sweet Thomas. 🌹
You are amazing.
No, do stay anchored hereabouts, Teddy. We (me) need you in all your colourful variety.
lol that's very sweet dear Dave. I am if nothing else colourful. 🌹
The skies belong to you Teddy. 😉👍
Heavily suited withy parachute too dear A.P thank you dear friend. 🌹
Those decisions are with us all our life Teddy and I am sure the best ones will always be the ones you take.
Andy
Good morning dear Andy, that's very kind of you and words I truly appreciate, thank you. ❤️
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