Sometimes I don’t know what we’re waiting for. I am a green little boat waiting for you. Fetch me some oars and as one we can row, row, and row. You are the captain and I’ll be the vessel that’ll take us out to sea. I no longer want to be the lone boat.
The photography of Lenora SLINKY Ruybalid
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That does look inviting.
ReplyDeleteSlowly rowing down the river; sounds good to me :)