Luckily there’s Oz right next door or Never-Neverland first star to the right and straight on till morning..Never a lack of places to go and grow…Where these journeys happen seems insignificant next to the fact that they are =)
I keep my ruby slippers under my bed so Peter can wear them when he visits. He’s a funny little man, carrying around an annoying fairy who says I am not allowed to travel with them any longer. It seems I may be poisonous, which makes me want to go to Ireland and catch a leprechaun. With all this being said, I liked your poem. 🙂
I wonder what Gorilla dreams are made of? Oh G, you send me on journeys I have never taken…! I’m enjoying the travel…! 😉
Ah maybe that should be my new career—Travel agents to realms unknown =) Thank you ..
LOL…. 🙂
gorilla warfare in ancient rome. i erased my rabbit hole, and filled it with cement. it seems the inhabitants of wonderland are allergic to me. 🙁
Luckily there’s Oz right next door or Never-Neverland first star to the right and straight on till morning..Never a lack of places to go and grow…Where these journeys happen seems insignificant next to the fact that they are =)
I keep my ruby slippers under my bed so Peter can wear them when he visits. He’s a funny little man, carrying around an annoying fairy who says I am not allowed to travel with them any longer. It seems I may be poisonous, which makes me want to go to Ireland and catch a leprechaun. With all this being said, I liked your poem. 🙂
Thank you 🙂