"I dreamed, and dreamed;
Of wings I dream; of wings.
I dreamed of wings;
Soft-feathered things,- wings.
I dreamed of wings, up-lifting things,
To pull me up to where my soul
could wander free;-
To lift me into unremembering,
To waft me from the days of things
Into the world of wings.
I dreamed of what I must possess-
And cannot have.
I dreamed of wings."
P. Roy Brammell
Anybody lose their wings???
This is so gorgeous! Some poor kid is missing those wings.
ReplyDeleteNot a kid LadyFi!!! A friend of mine hung up her wings at the party after the Pampered Pedalers bike ride from Mammoth to Bishop....about 40+ miles!!!
ReplyDeleteThose pampered peddlers work hard for their pampering--and their wings.
ReplyDeleteA photographer's dream come true.
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This is really beautiful.
ReplyDeleteI agree Margaret and Virginia!!!
ReplyDeleteThank you MB Traveler!