Rolling

Rolling Round and round down the hill Riding in a tire Revolves like a windmill Rotates faster faster! Reeling wildly and shrill... Rubber meets quagmire. Remorse—after the spill. 4.13.2021©deborah burch Pleiades

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Ken Rone

Date: 10/28/2022 3:17:00 PM

Please tell me Deborah, that you didn't do this! Please. Best - Ken

Gordon Mcconnell

Date: 4/19/2021 8:33:00 AM

Hey Deb, this sounds rather a dangerous game, not for the faint hearted! Enjoyed reading this and you did really well with this pen. But not for me, I like to play safe!

Deborah Burch
Date: 4/19/2021 9:15:00 AM

Indeed Gordon!! Those days are long gone!! Lol! Standing up is prone to dizziness these days! But so much seems fun when you’re young and invincible!! Thank you my friend! Big huggs. Den

Kim Rodrigues

Date: 4/18/2021 10:53:00 AM

Ooh...a winner I think! Wow! I’m dizzy! A fave!

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 4/18/2021 8:10:00 PM

Never! I’ve only seen it in movies...lol.

Deborah Burch
Date: 4/18/2021 11:28:00 AM

Lol!! Thanks Kim!! Did you ever go ‘rolling’ ? Lol. Big huggs and love my friend!! Deb