Hence
with each cloud that passes by
Pass as well my life
Playful little white
Puffy bright running
In a spring like sky...
Bilingual Blog about poetry, short stories and some random pondering about life, culture and love as I understand it.
Thursday, March 5, 2020
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The elementary school - (ode to childhood)
Today I stop by this little park in my son old school. Long time ago, in this same place, I asked him and his classmates what did they wan...

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Demon? Perhaps both. Still. I miss you. I hope you regain Your wings And return to the light Someday.
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There is a star in the sky that is only mine... it look down at me and smiles and says: hey girl, how was your day? and I say, just fine!...
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Can you imagine the world without the sun? The sky without a cloud? A river without water? Can you imagine the monotony of the trees witho...
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