Our dreams

I could fly When I was a child i just lifted my legs and flew every night, it was as natural as my breath. Now my son flys high and feels the air rush past as he smiles and he tells me “Dad in my dreams i can fly” and i say then hold on tight son because when i grew up i forgot how to fly high like you.

Our dreams

Alan Findlater

Fishcross, Alloa, Scotland, United Kingdom

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