Through fleet of foot, he has that canny ability …
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Quietly, gently there’s a tap on the shoulder and a soft whisper in the ear ‘Hello, I’m July …’
Corners are not for being painted into, they are places to which curiosity leads and discovery awaits
Roar like a Lion!
Chapels of coalescence,vestibules of variety, gardens of sunshine.
A poor life this if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.