as people get older and wiser, they get to realise more things. look at the world in a whole different light. some people never grow up, realistically.. you always feel young, you always look for your next challenge, you always want to be happy in yourself and your own personal achievements. reach for the starts ... follow your dreams.
only a moonshine away.just knowing thousands of miles away somebody could be looking at moon just like you.
way back in year 6 i was paired up with a penfriend. a lad named lauri, and i think i was maybe the only one who had a boy ? but i'm so glad i did.him and his family are all so lovely.. and everytime i speak with them they are just like amazing. finding out about culture, and how things are different over there to here.. and making such amazing friends in the long run. meeting new people is a bonus .. but they have impacted on my life so greatly .. yet i have never actually met any of them; i feel i know them so well, yet so little. as one of my dreams was to visit them and finally, i have recently decided to start saving to go there next july. i can honestly say i think it will be such a lovely experience, yet a nervous one ! conversations capture memories, but not as personal as photographs and realism.
one of lauris sisters inspired me to write a story, and i vaguely based it on her 'roosa'.
Before my life had started, I was a human spirit. Beauty of imagination, love as deep as a red rose. But then things became realistic.
Replaying the moments in my head; it hurts.
Swinging freely from the motion of mother nature, the slightly chipped wooden gate moved gently.Perfect day; some might say. Every movement, every sound, I just stood still,alone listening, I felt alone surrounded by a thousand people. But it was just me, nobody else.My pale subtle skin contrasted with my red beautiful hair, passed down from generations in my genes.
Rose species are native to various places, each containing a unique scent. Roses are delicate; presenting love in a petal. Roses are beautiful with the power to make humans feel the same.
Just like me young,beautiful proceeding into new creations;pollenation.
-tamii'marie.
only a moonshine away.just knowing thousands of miles away somebody could be looking at moon just like you.
way back in year 6 i was paired up with a penfriend. a lad named lauri, and i think i was maybe the only one who had a boy ? but i'm so glad i did.him and his family are all so lovely.. and everytime i speak with them they are just like amazing. finding out about culture, and how things are different over there to here.. and making such amazing friends in the long run. meeting new people is a bonus .. but they have impacted on my life so greatly .. yet i have never actually met any of them; i feel i know them so well, yet so little. as one of my dreams was to visit them and finally, i have recently decided to start saving to go there next july. i can honestly say i think it will be such a lovely experience, yet a nervous one ! conversations capture memories, but not as personal as photographs and realism.
one of lauris sisters inspired me to write a story, and i vaguely based it on her 'roosa'.
Before my life had started, I was a human spirit. Beauty of imagination, love as deep as a red rose. But then things became realistic.
Replaying the moments in my head; it hurts.
Swinging freely from the motion of mother nature, the slightly chipped wooden gate moved gently.Perfect day; some might say. Every movement, every sound, I just stood still,alone listening, I felt alone surrounded by a thousand people. But it was just me, nobody else.My pale subtle skin contrasted with my red beautiful hair, passed down from generations in my genes.
Rose species are native to various places, each containing a unique scent. Roses are delicate; presenting love in a petal. Roses are beautiful with the power to make humans feel the same.
Just like me young,beautiful proceeding into new creations;pollenation.
-tamii'marie.
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