Tuesday, January 31, 2017

.πŸ’™πŸ˜GIANTS, LEADERS, JACKS OF MANY HATS, MOUNTAIN CLIMBED.

😎🌊Time to take a walk, ships to sail, veterans with guns, dates to set. Good times Frogs..Making Waves 2: πŸ˜ŽπŸ‘πŸŒŠπŸ„So many times I have experienced that same setting πŸ„πŸ˜Ž. Riding Waves, Blasts To Veterans.πŸ’₯πŸ˜ŽπŸŒŠπŸŒŠπŸ„, A fun day at a home break...😎🌊Time to take a walk, ships to sail, veterans with guns, dates to set, fun and games, wars and battles of wits. Charms and graces, hands to lend a hand, houses and homes, ways to go.Awesome enjoy! πŸ˜ŽπŸ‘Baby Boomers best, no x or y, not ready for kids to play, give me more, for nothing. Notes of the nuts to fall, nuts to stand alone, nuts to grow, roots of the matter, love,luck, learn, lessons, pages to books. Treats To share. Strangers To Friends, Plenty of fish in the seas.Chick, babe, dame, names and labels to toss around. Earth angel, blue stars to shine, sunny and bright, dances on the sands of time, baby one more time... Can we start there.


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STANDARD SET:Happy birthday cousins πŸŽ‚πŸŽˆπŸŽ‰ My baby boys πŸ’š❤πŸ’œπŸ’™FaceTime? Strangers to friends, hands to hold, hands to hearts, dances on cloud nine, ways to go. Cali dreamer, baby boomer, not an x or a y, ages older flowers in the winds. Love, peace, and happiness, child of the sixties, loved the shows, cartoon network, started in 1964, what else, that year. Brown sugar, color of skin, chick or babe, ready for the beach. Just views, to cold to get in,  balls in the air, dances on the sands of time. For 2? 

Ships of dreams to sail, have to build something, paths to cross, ships to pass, boats on the water. Life is an adventure, mountains to climb, moons to lasso, the forks and knifes out of backs, and roads, cards to flip.πŸ’™πŸ˜GIANTS, LEADERS, JACKS OF MANY HATS, MOUNTAIN CLIMBED OVER THE DECADES, WINNERS AND LOSERS, COINS TO FLIP. Hey you guysπŸ™„πŸ˜šπŸ™ƒπŸ˜ŒπŸ˜š❤😍daily birthdays, every day a gift, to live in the present, cousins πŸŽ‚πŸŽˆπŸŽ‰My baby boys πŸ’š❤πŸ’œπŸ’™, out to lunch, out of mind, out of friends to last. Hard to say.
Joys and pains, dances in the rain, joys and pains, birds in the fires. Jumps for joy, song and dance, tales and stories to holler. Hello to arms, high to America birds, to the fingers as the bad, and dead. Dead to rights, dead notes to write, goodness and mercy angels back to back. 

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