posted on Nov, 4 2016 @ 09:22 PM
I'am not a writer,but i was sitting here at my PC reminiscing about the past
and decided to share
When i was growing up we live on a hill by the seashore,my brother and i
would sit on this rock and watch the moon rise over the sea,the moon would
look so Big! almost like you can just reach out and touch it,i would sit in silence
and ponder to myself how can i touch the moon? do i swim out to sea and how far?
When the sun is setting over the hill i'll ponder in silence ,if i race across the fields
would i touch the SUN?