Sometimes...in the quiet of the night...I open Richard Bach's book...and my little seagull heart remembers...just what is like to fly...
Come fly with me and Johnathon...you will like it...I am sure.
Love,
the Lass
“When you have come to the edge of all the light you have
And step into the darkness of the unknown
Believe that one of the two will happen to you
Either you'll find something solid to stand on
Or you'll be taught how to fly!” Richard Bach
Sunday, December 30, 2007
back to Johnathon Livingston Seagull..
Posted by A lass at 10:06 PM
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