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Ridder on the moon

Fear is not an unknown emotion to us.


Iโ€™ll be back soon Iโ€™m headed to the moon where the world looks small and I can forget all the things that make grown ups fall

We see are ourselves at times way to tall
yet where still infants on earth learning to crawl

Itโ€™s ok Iโ€™ve got what I need for the long hual food water oxygen and love but I canโ€™t say Iโ€™ll miss the same old mall on every conner

Iโ€™ve noticed thereโ€™s room for more if you dicide. youd like to come with

Thereโ€™s no cost or admission just the desire to keep the mission

To return a better man a wiser human with a better plan.

See from there you have a different view
The earth still looks blue and whatever you make of it is up to you.

So Iโ€™ll ride to the moon in my mind hopping to find you surfing on a star and headed my way
and not too far

Thereโ€™s plenty of room as the sun shoots itโ€™s plums of fire and Iโ€™ll wait for you here
As I ride the moon

From the mind and soul of Brent G Hutchins


By Wisdom Kindness

Life is like a bunch of roses. Some sparkle like raindrops. Some fade when there's no sun. Some just fade away in time. Some dance in many colors. Some drop with hanging wings. Some make you fall in love. The beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Life you can be sure of, you will not get out ALIVE.(sorry about that)

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