Will we be our life planner? I miss the day when you provided me with a rubbing-down, reluctantly of course. There I was securing my head onto your lap, and slumbered. Realising that you dozed off with your arms around me when my eyes opened, I love to watch you sleep; it resembles my favourite portrait when the sun kisses the sea.
How strange, the moon looks so alluring for the first time. I peeped out of my checked-like window panes & it's yolk tubby :) It manifests low-hanging. I wish I could embark on a journey right up to the moon and leave all behind. Aww. Thats Primo! Sounds like a plan aye?!
Okay now, goodnight Folks & Tubby Moon.
I'm off to bed.