Saturday 18 July 2020

A cheerful little tale after many months of These Strange Times

Once upon a time there was a little dream. It really was a very little dream. Round like a creamy pearl it had trundled through the days and weeks and millennia even, scuttling quite happily along to the left and the right with a still small voice smiling in the background and telling the dream that this was indeed the way to be going.

It had admittedly bumped into lots of unpleasant obstacles along the way. But the smudged tarnishes rubbed off eventually, and the little pearly dream trailed joy happy ever after for the rest of the day and all eternity.


1 comment:

Pom Pom said...

A baby! Wow! Tell me more!

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