Sometimes... a white carpet
Lays deep upon the ground,
Replaced... in the summer
By gales southward bound,
Sometimes... the sky cries
And the hail tumbles down.....
But...peace in Kalangadoo
Can always be found.
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No, I don’t want to live in the city And I don’t want to live down by the sea, And I don’t want to have any neighbors To have a conflict with me, So I live up on a mountain Where most people just pass on through, I live up here with the Angels..... Up here, in Kalangadoo.
About Me
- Weaver of Words and Emotions
- G'day there...I think I am a typical Aussie bloke, take things as they come, and try to enjoy life to its fullest.Have had some disappointments over the years along with some very exciting times, which I feel is all a part of the big picture, and when the time comes will leave the playing field with no regrets. I have been married twice and have a daughter and 4 grandchildren, whom I am happy to say are being well looked after. I believe my diversified lifestyle has left me in good stead enabling me to reflect times gone by and put pen to paper exposing my double edged personality This is my initial introduction to Blogging and hope that what I create within will be of interest to my visitors. It would be appreciated that if you desire to use any of my Posts for your personal use that you contact me and request my permission.
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- Just A Thought
- It's just another day afterall.
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