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Array ( [sid] => 30888 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Rolling with life [time] => 2004-01-06 11:27:44 [hometext] => I was thinking bout Shelby ((Michelle))when I wrote this.Its about our lives over the years,big trucks, horseback riding, adventures baby!! [bodytext] => Hiking in the mountains to the tallest peak.
Picking wildflowers playing in the creek.
Basking on a grassy bank in the summer sun
with the fishing poles dangling over yon (bank).

Gears jammin cb crammin let those big wheels roll
off trucking the interstate look out there we go.
Free feeling, big truck tires rolling under the moonlight, another change in life let er roll.

Meadows along the river riding without a care
dashing off through the open wilderness
wind racing through our hair.
Nothing better than sharing the ride together
just you and I a couple saddles riding high.

Crashing water hear it thunder sneaking
down the cliffs knowing we should not be there
much to dangerous..........
Rafting for the thrill of it learning the skill of it
raft rolling tossing spilling with the water pushing it.

Cars in lines to make the time hear the motors roar nothing like the ricky racing speeding in
tuffed up cars. Hit the gas hold on for the blast
no rolling tires here, smoking is the word for this
moody drag racing into the night in our cars.

Craving the thrill and the skill the time to get away
once inawhile a new adveture calls
moving and swaying with the winds of change.
Rolling ever turning .



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Rolling with life

Contributed by desertwispers on Tuesday, 6th January 2004 @ 11:27:44 AM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems



Hiking in the mountains to the tallest peak.
Picking wildflowers playing in the creek.
Basking on a grassy bank in the summer sun
with the fishing poles dangling over yon (bank).

Gears jammin cb crammin let those big wheels roll
off trucking the interstate look out there we go.
Free feeling, big truck tires rolling under the moonlight, another change in life let er roll.

Meadows along the river riding without a care
dashing off through the open wilderness
wind racing through our hair.
Nothing better than sharing the ride together
just you and I a couple saddles riding high.

Crashing water hear it thunder sneaking
down the cliffs knowing we should not be there
much to dangerous..........
Rafting for the thrill of it learning the skill of it
raft rolling tossing spilling with the water pushing it.

Cars in lines to make the time hear the motors roar nothing like the ricky racing speeding in
tuffed up cars. Hit the gas hold on for the blast
no rolling tires here, smoking is the word for this
moody drag racing into the night in our cars.

Craving the thrill and the skill the time to get away
once inawhile a new adveture calls
moving and swaying with the winds of change.
Rolling ever turning .







Copyright © desertwispers ... [ 2004-01-06 11:27:44]
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Re: Rolling with life (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Tuesday, 6th January 2004 @ 11:40:46 AM AEST
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Crystal crystal,
thanks for this!! ya know now I want to go adventuring!! Wanderlust baby wanderlust lol!!
I loved this and the memories just flowed in.How bout a rafting trip through Bear Gulch this summer ey??
Michelle




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