I love adventurous tales like that. That uplifting feeling that comes from seeing unknown lands and the knowledge that you came across—nothing can replace it! It opens a path from which self-confidence, experience, and important friendships—from the sharing of life or death situations—are born! But hearing it just isn’t the same. I want to create my own magnificent story!
You may call, you may call But the little black cats won't hear you. The little black cats are maddened By the bright green light of the moon; They are whirling and running and hiding, They are wild who were once so confiding, They are crazed when the moon is riding You will not catch the kittens soon. They care not for saucers of milk, They think not of pillows of silk; Your softest, crooningest call Is less than the buzzing of flies. They are seeing more than you see, They are hearing more than you hear, And out of the darkness they peer. With a goblin light in their eyes! The Bad Kitties By Elizabeth Coatsworth
Since I won't be back for the end of the auction, I'll go 950 KS on Rainbow 'cain. ^^;;
I love adventurous tales like that. That uplifting feeling that comes from seeing unknown lands and the knowledge that you came across—nothing can replace it! It opens a path from which self-confidence, experience, and important friendships—from the sharing of life or death situations—are born! But hearing it just isn’t the same. I want to create my own magnificent story!
But there will come a time You'll see, with no more tears And love will not break your heart But dismiss your fears Get over your hill and see What you find there With grace in your heart And flowers in your hair