Missing for a Day - Pirates life for me.
12 years ago
I know Ive been missing for a day and quiet a bit last night.
So far missing...that well.. I missed alot of things, esp on here. Bids and commission spots and such like that junk.
But its okay. It was all worth it today.
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But out there...are kids... Special kids. Kids who got to see pirates today. And got to dig through treasure chests of beads, coins, sea shells, gems, rings, and other things. Who got to balloon sword fight with pirates. And even got to be face painted by pirates. One child whos new favorite word of the day was ARRRRRRRRRRRRRR. And could do it better then any of us out there. One child who could balloon sword fight an army of pirates and giggle the whole time.
But out there are special parents. They are home now with their children. Im sure dinner eaten and baths taken. Im sure theres a sea shell or two in the bottom of someones bathtub. Im sure a few hurt feelings when their tattoos washed off. That is if they even allowed mom and dad to wash it off of them. Then come Monday they will show it bravely off at their teachers, and tell them how they were tattooed by a pirate and it didnt really hurt. Then its off to bed. Where bed time stories of how they fearlessly beat off pirates and got away with their treasures. Upon side tables and dressers lay rings, and coins, and beads, their loot bags full of their spoils.
But in here. Theres a pirate. Whos tired. Hurting. Re-sunburned ontop of a sunburn. Feels as though shes taken a broad sword to the head. Emotionally drained . And is currently crying because shes happy and knows that out there...
....are special kids and special parents. Who had a group of pirates give them a special day. Because special kids need love too.
So far missing...that well.. I missed alot of things, esp on here. Bids and commission spots and such like that junk.
But its okay. It was all worth it today.
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But out there...are kids... Special kids. Kids who got to see pirates today. And got to dig through treasure chests of beads, coins, sea shells, gems, rings, and other things. Who got to balloon sword fight with pirates. And even got to be face painted by pirates. One child whos new favorite word of the day was ARRRRRRRRRRRRRR. And could do it better then any of us out there. One child who could balloon sword fight an army of pirates and giggle the whole time.
But out there are special parents. They are home now with their children. Im sure dinner eaten and baths taken. Im sure theres a sea shell or two in the bottom of someones bathtub. Im sure a few hurt feelings when their tattoos washed off. That is if they even allowed mom and dad to wash it off of them. Then come Monday they will show it bravely off at their teachers, and tell them how they were tattooed by a pirate and it didnt really hurt. Then its off to bed. Where bed time stories of how they fearlessly beat off pirates and got away with their treasures. Upon side tables and dressers lay rings, and coins, and beads, their loot bags full of their spoils.
But in here. Theres a pirate. Whos tired. Hurting. Re-sunburned ontop of a sunburn. Feels as though shes taken a broad sword to the head. Emotionally drained . And is currently crying because shes happy and knows that out there...
....are special kids and special parents. Who had a group of pirates give them a special day. Because special kids need love too.