97.
Can I find my way?
What is my next step forward?
The bridge falls away.
96.
Where has this week gone?!
How is tomorrow Thursday?!
Want to stay longer!!
95.
The art of stillness
gives me no end of trouble.
Bouncy, noisy girl.
94.
What's that smoky cloud,
hovering over the field?
Just some sausages!!
* - Co-written with my mother!!
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