Thinking hat

thinking hat

thinking hat

While I was spending time under my thinking hat, my son made this poem.

Car

train

plane

or truck

it doesn’t matter

moving 

is the luck

I guess it could mean you just have to (get up to) be happy.

About Wilson

relentless hunter gatherer of soothing beauty, great and small
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