I am a Commercial Pilot retired, with quite a few years in Aviation, flying most types of aircraft, from the Passenger, to the Fire Bomber to the Crop Sprayer. And In most Countries of the World. I have been contracted to Governments, Drug Agencies,Chemical Companies, and Private Companies. This is about Sharing a day with the world. My life has been a true Odyssey. Agman is one born of unbridled imagination woven together from Chimerical threads of pure Fantasy
Wednesday, 3 July 2013
Winter
This is another of those scraps of paper that seem to come my way.
It's unsigned, written in pencil, on what looks
like school paper
The only information I have at this time, is that it was wrote by a very young boy whilst at school.
Winter
No cars in the street,
No walking people,
No top of the steeple,
No flowing grass,
No hills to be seen,
No fun no joy for girl and boy,
No flower beds while making snow man heads,
Winter.
Didn't he do well?
Agman.
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I really enjoyed this one.
ReplyDeleteWhen the Fairies come to play I will sit and talk with you all day. thank you for your visit. be well Agman
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