SOAR

Saturday was the weekend's place, It was one, two, three, four, soar, I went to the realm of folklore to the foreign Xanadu

On the glad sure ray I was speaking of it's warm embrace, my shift was won, not through, I had speed, I heard roars, I spent the helm's visual woke award, It was a view as I was soaring inside the previous plan I knew

At last I was sure that I was over the rainbow with the morning's unboring land so true

Raring I was to capture the sober sane load of photos I've missed, so touring I went, with my awarding hands which were blue

- Avalon Dakota

- 1-23-26

- 8:45am

- SOAR