Head In The Clouds
My wanderlust is responsible
for the souvenirs I collect
From here, there and everywhere
My travels they do reflect
At home in the clouds
where I anchor my balloon
This is where my head resides
closer to the moon
Look into my windows
and see this world of mine
Come fly with me
from the Mississippi to the Rhine
I can take off to distant lands
Lifting me higher and higher
With no roots in the earth
I am a constant frequent flyer
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
In response to Hélène Vaillant's "What do you See" Photo Prompt
Word Prompt:
Wanderlust
The souvenirs I collect – Love this most of all.
Thanks Paul. It sounded better than baggage! 🙂
Gorgeous!
Thank you so much Susi 🙂
Ah! I love this Christine! 😊💞
A fairy tale for sure💕🙂🙂 Thank you my dear friend
Absolute pleasure, Christine! 😊💞
to fly and not have a care – a flamboyant poem Christine taking me to new realms
Thank you my dear Gina. I thought the picture was whimsical so it was easy to weave a tale! 🙂💕
Hi Christine,
Congratulations for this post!
I would love to say that this post was truly incredible and mesmerising. I would eagerly wait for more such wonderful posts from yours.
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You’re very kind. Thank you so very much 🙂 and thank you too for the follow!
You’re welcome☺ . I will be more glad if you followed me too..
😁😁
You’re welcome!!
I will be more glad if you follow me too😘😘
I already am following you! 🙂
Thank you, Christine !!
Wonderful!
Absolutely marvelous Christine. I love that last line: “I am a constant frequent flyer”. I will fly with you…🙂
Oh so sweet of you ❤️ Thank you Hélène 🙂