Oh I have slipped the surly bonds of Earth;
And Danced lightly cross Golden Beaches.
Surredly I fly, flit, fling, hurl myself with reckless abandon;
Soaring, soaring, soaring beyond belief.
I am fearless in my flight;
Suspended on the hand of God.
High Flight (Lauren on Beach) 11/15/15
Poet Laureate of My Domain
*photo by Kerri
Happy B-Day Young Lady❤️