Posted on June 9, 2021May 24, 2021 IN MY PARTICULAR CHILDHOOD By John Grey It was the balloon that stayed grounded and the boy who floated off through the treetops. And, in the storefront on Valley Street, a bicycle cried because it couldn’t get me. Copyright© 2021 by John Grey Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)MoreClick to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related
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