I’ve always heard that pigs might fly
but never knew a cow so high
that it would float among the clouds
and smile on people passing by
just held by tethers to the earth
a cow of such amazing girth
ballooning in the sky
Today it’s quadrille at dVerse, and De wants us to write poetry using the word balloon in a poem with 44 words.
Never know what you are going to find out and about in Whanganui…
…just wandering through the Westmere Lake reserve.
Bert has developed into a Coronation Street curtain twitcher – so much happening out there…plus we’re a bit boring right now. However, he’s booked into doggy day care next Tuesday just to put a bit of excitement back in his life.
A link back to the Cat on my Head, with best wishes from Bert…
Friends come in all shapes and sizes.
do you think
this is my best side
long grass on the hillside
and a small black dog
How about sharing that book with me?
I heard you laughing…