It goes by so fast when we are happy and so slow when we are not...it drags like a snake to torture us with it"s hiss. Tic tac tic tac...it synchronizes that sound with the beat of our hearts...tic tac tic tac....it goes slow when the winter is here...the one of the soul tic tac tic tac...and it goes by fast when spring brings its life and love blossom in our garden...tic tac tic tac...time is finite...once is gone is gone...cannot catch it in a bottle...cannot put a hold on it...tic tact tic tac...now is here, now is gone...sorry, too late. No coming back, time only move forward. Tic tac tic tac.
Bilingual Blog about poetry, short stories and some random pondering about life, culture and love as I understand it.
Friday, December 28, 2018
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Life in the backyard -the Mama's nest
Out to the world I went It was a beautiful summer Spring like day My backyard needed some care and, Unlike other days, I was ready to work...

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One day God created Adam And from his rib he molded Eve He gave His new children A place call Eden… Then He went to rest... Mean time, Satan...
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Hence with each cloud that passes by Pass as well my life Playful little white Puffy bright running In a spring like sky...
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Sometimes we must pause and take a long, calming, relaxing breath... and walk away from all the pain the sadness the disappointments ...
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