Who is Gun Roswell? (TBT)

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“Childhood means simplicity. Look at the world with the child’s eye – it is very beautiful” Kailash Satyarthi

Who is Gun Roswell?

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The year was nineteen sixty eight
Life still at stage wait
I must have been no more
Than three years of age

Little Red Riding Hood
Yes, I knew I could
In the borrowed red elf’s hat
Cutest thing you ever saw
Prettiest princess of them all
How could I ever top that!

Now, forty seven years later
Oh life, you’re such a traitor!
I still love red of course
Now I wear it with horns
In the mighty stiletto heels
Life is as good as it feels

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In the Here and Now

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The Daily Post Weekly Photo Challenge: Now

Sometimes, we get caught up in nostalgia, future fantasy, or both, and we don’t embrace the “now.” For this week’s challenge, take a moment to notice your present, and share a photo of it.

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“Change your life today. Don’t gamble on the future, act now, without delay” Simone de Beauvoir

In the Here and Now

Children’s voices
Echoing in the distance
A dog was barking
The sun warm on my skin
The wind blowing softly
Rippling the water slightly
The fluffy white clouds high
Up in the blue sky
Filtering the rays of the sun
Feeling being the only one
Sitting onto the empty bench
Enjoying the silence
As I sit by myself
Letting moments pass by
A soft content sigh
The only sound
In the here and now
To be found

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Throwback Thursday: Gun Roswell

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“Childhood means simplicity. Look at the world with the child’s eye – it is very beautiful” Kailash Satyarthi

Throwback Thursday: Gun Roswell

The year was nineteen sixty eight
Life still at stage wait
I must have been no more
Than three years of age

Little Red Riding Hood
Yes, I knew I could
In the borrowed red elf’s hat
Cutest thing you ever saw
Prettiest princess of them all
How could I ever top that!

Now, forty seven years later
Oh life, you’re such a traitor!
I still love red of course
Now I wear it with horns
In the mighty stiletto heels
Life is as good as it feels

 

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In memory of my dear departed brother Jan-Erik