fields behind our house when I was a
child and look up at the blackberries
out of my reach and I could imagine
flying like a bird with every part of
my body.
I also remember having a wavin pipe that
'was my horse'! I truly believed it...... I would
gallop around the garden on it, and jump
obstacles and have my own personal score.
I know they were real as there was a gang of
us with such horses. Ha.
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