Someone Asked Me Why
Someone asked me what would you like to be,
I answered a bird up in a tree
Then they asked me a bird, but why?
And I answered because if I were a bird could fly.
I would soar across the land and sea,
Then I would land in the highest tree
And from my mansion in the sky
I would sing , as I watched the world pass by.
I took a few days of from the blog, it seems that my well has run dry. don’t ask me why.I seem to find that most bloggers have either a cat or a dog and that gives them something for which to blog. Then there is the weather and somehow I feel we all get the same thing , every new day will bring ,something, rain ,sleet or snow and so, my time away and I kid you not , as not left me with a single thought ,about which to write , and so it’s best that I say goodnight and I’ll be back to blog again real soon, perhaps it will take a new moon, get me started.