I Wish it were little old me, Hiding in that great big tree, But the sky over here needs tweaking, As it constantly seems to be leaking, No outdoor frolics, no outdoor fun. So I've bought me ticket and I'm off to the sun. Great Shot....
Over here its quite dry, it just don't want to rain. The sun may be shining, its just not the same. With the grass it is brown, the sky may be blue. The flowers is withering, can I hide out with you?
Ok, so not my best attempt, but its the best I can do on short notice.
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I Wish it were little old me,
Hiding in that great big tree,
But the sky over here needs tweaking,
As it constantly seems to be leaking,
No outdoor frolics, no outdoor fun.
So I've bought me ticket and I'm off to the sun.
Great Shot....
Haha! Love it! Pic AND poem.
Wow!? What a fantastic post! Both picture and words just gave me the chills.
Over here its quite dry,
it just don't want to rain.
The sun may be shining,
its just not the same.
With the grass it is brown,
the sky may be blue.
The flowers is withering,
can I hide out with you?
Ok, so not my best attempt, but its the best I can do on short notice.
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