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ANOTHER DAY, ANOTHER TRIP

ANOTHER DAY, ANOTHER TRIP

Looking down from the top of a hill...

Clouds begin to form right before your eyes...

Feeling hot from the sun...

Inside the cloud all you see is gray...

The temperature is cold and the moisture you can feel...

You can't be seen for the thickness of the cloud has covered you completely...

It appears bright white looking up from below...

Stepping out from within...

Watching the clouds as they drift all around...

The cloud has fallen to your feet...

Stepping out and back down the hill again...

Everything is clear...

Another day, another trip to the cloud where everything is cold and hidden...

Hugs...

sparrowsong

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Tony Taylor

Wow FEATHERS!!..... so glad I caught this one....... great quality brought to the minds eye here......... you brought that picture to life in my minds eye here......... great sense of word choices that paint the phrasing........I wish that picture was larger......... VERY creative word-smithing girlfriend .........thanx for the ride........5 stars for the magic!!.........LOVE and ROCKETS!!........T xo ?☀✴✳

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sparrowsong

Hello Tony...

I appreciate you pointing out the picture...

This is largest one I could get of this particular image...

The format looks strange to me...

I got a new device and I have no idea how it looks out there...

Glad you enjoyed!

Thank you for your kind comment and support my friend!

Hugs and Smiles!

Love and Rockets!

Feathers

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Greg Etsell

WOW Sparrwsong  I loved your trip going up the hill in the clouds must have been peaceful trip I love getting up in the clouds and getting away from it GREAT POEM 100 stars

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Leah Yodico

Wonderful!!  I love this trip to the clouds, touch it. feel it ##

Hugs 

Leah 

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Larry Ran

My Dear Sweet Sparrowsong,

.

I travel to the clouds each day

To clear my troubled mind

Encircled by their shades of gray

Such happiness I find

.

As they break up and then dissipate

The sunshine enters in

The clarity of all I need

With it's warmth, then does begin

.

Hugs, Peace and Love,

Larry xxx

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sparrowsong

Hello Leah...

So happy you enjoyed the trip...

I was away I'm back now and it's great to see you...

:)

Thank you for your kind comment and support!

Hugs...

sparrowsong

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sparrowsong

Hello Larry...

They get really low where I live and I understand the escape...

Thank you for your comment...

Hugs, Peace and Love,

sparrowsong

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sparrowsong

Hello Greg...

I thought I commented on your comment...

There was a time I didn't think it was possible to be inside a cloud...

I always tried to imagine what it would be like...

Now, I don't have to imagine it anymore and it's a feeling I hope I never forget...

Glad you enjoyed!

:)

Hugs...

sparrowsong

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Greg Etsell

I hope you go there agin in the clouds I love to go there

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sparrowsong

Hello Greg...

I live over 8000 feet above sea level...

The moon and the stars are just brilliant up here...

The clouds are a great cover...

Thank you again my friend!

:)

Hugs...

sparrowsong

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