Rosie climbing the hillsides
Puffing and panting
No more ranting
Not got the breath
14 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Breath
Rosie climbing the hillsides
Puffing and panting
No more ranting
Not got the breath
14 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Breath
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A moving piece
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Thank you. Composed in my head as I lugged my shopping home… gasping and panting!
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l know that feeling! She reminds me of an old hippy 💜💜.
She is following the long and winding road. To places that look familiar one foot in front of the other. Memories cloud her vision and music fills her head…. Woodstock, Glastonbury never ending parties ….took there toll. She never made it to San Francisco , she never even left home but she still wears flowers in her hair. 💜💜
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You’ve just caught the hidden essence of me, 🤪👍💖
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Bless me too …sisters from another mister 💜💜💜
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I can empathise!
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Age hits us all!
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There are days…
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You too, hey!
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Oh yeah…
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The older we get, the steeper hills become – well, that’s my excuse!
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Until very recently I delighted in climbing hills, wooded hills. But since I damaged my knee… can’t do it
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