An umbrella used to be a prop of super craze in the sweet childhood. No less even now, for me. The difference being, that then it used to be the one that could save from the raindrops, and now, I love the umbrella that puts more raindrops on me.
Yes, I love the sky. For me, the best outing plan is to come under the azure sky and enjoy its endless shelter. I keep watching the sky for hours and keep wondering, how well it has been planned!
Isn't the snow of the clouds scattered here and there truly a bliss to be found. And that gives me such a special reason to feel jealous of the birds. So lucky they are! Just see, how artistically they keep themselves in touch with all the bliss of the sky!
I wish I had wings... I just wish I could fly.
Timsy.
No comments:
Post a Comment