• Darla Desiderio

Over the Rainbow...

We never stray too far from the child inside us. Tonight, a vivid memory comes of how certain I was as a child that beyond the moon, and the rain, there was a place where I could fly. Just like those little blue birds.

I was about eleven years old in the picture. The author as a child.
The kid inside me.

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