For a brief moment I thought I could fly….soar above the clouds in unison with another, with others….my wings spanned and I’m soaring …..I’m flying… like the grand flamingo….*imho one of the most elegant birds that ever flew*…. we are in sync….we move as one…..but alas no, I’m a penguin I cannot fly….I have wings but cannot use them like other birds do….I am a very emotive person, I wear my heart on my sleeve I think to myself I will never learn…. and as I waddle from one disaster to another… I’ll keep dreaming of being a flamingo but I will always be a penguin …. happy(ish) fluffy and fat
Originally posted 2020-03-15 11:57:13.