Is the cleansing power
The healing soothing
Calming caress of nature
That heavens pour
Over our souls
To calm our pain
And laid us to sleep.
Bilingual Blog about poetry, short stories and some random pondering about life, culture and love as I understand it.
Saturday, April 25, 2020
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Breaking Water
Motherhood is like that winter storm When everything comes to a halt And no one knows what to expect And things are done, when they are don...
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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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I am done with the drama people that run around the world pretending to be who they are not... I am done with the emotional needy... eve...
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She was a " social butterfly" They say... Her days went by Flying from flower to flower Tasting the nectar of life While adorning...
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