Standing on top of the world I see .......
Life is like climbing a mountain and cope with difficulties and setbacks, resulting in enjoying the perfect view. Eventually that's what this blog is about. With a smile I say it's climbing Maslows mountain.
Monday, January 31, 2011
boab
If my name has been written
on the bark of a baobab
My end will be terrifying
They carved their names in the bark of an oak tree
Killroy was here
On the battlefield
in the second World War
They faced an awful death
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