Sometimes I wish I was a bird. Sitting high up in the branches of a tree surrounded by lacy green leaves, blue sky and impossibly white clouds. If only my arms were wings, I would open them up and ride the wind to where ever it felt fit to carry me.
"Please God, make me a bird so I can fly far, far away" From Forrest Gump - one of the best lines ever. I feel the same way but thank God we are what we are and have the ability to do much more than fly. I miss my dreams where I can fly. I just wrote on Sunday a long story about the birds coming to a tree outside my house. I hope you read it. Teri
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"Please God, make me a bird so I can fly far, far away"
From Forrest Gump - one of the best lines ever. I feel the same way but thank God we are what we are and have the ability to do much more than fly.
I miss my dreams where I can fly.
I just wrote on Sunday a long story about the birds coming to a tree outside my house. I hope you read it. Teri
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