The last Rose

 Fall was here

With colder nights

And yet

She florshed 

And stood there

Like the summer

Will never end

Learn her ways

My friend

For tomorrow

Is not here,

Yet,

And yesterday

Was today...

Flourish, shine

Be brave, be bright

Stand tall

Alone,

If you must

But never, ever,

Give up!

©Gloria photo Gloria

The Little Paige

 There was once a little paige that pretended to be a king. He ran around pretending. Always pretending. One day he came across a princess and she fell in love of this fake king. Later on she realized he was just a page...but she was still in love with him. 

Time passed by and one day the paige met another queen and he decided to chase after her. After all, a queen has much more to offer than a princess. The princess was heart broken for a while but she finally found her way back to her path, and worked in growing and moving up to the next level.

The paige in the other hand fall victim of his own greediness. His new queen was a fake too and had nothing to offer other than lies. All his hopes of greatness were crushed down to the ground and he longed for the true love he once had found in his princess.

Next week is the crowning of an Emperatriz. She was once a princess that did not know her strengths until she met a fake king who was a paige. Ah! The ironies of life. The grass is never green in the other side of the fence. Just water the grass in your side and you will have a great lawn. It takes work and patience! We are constantly changing and growing. Tomorrow you will not be the same than today. Be willing to change. One day at a time. One thing at a time, like a caterpillar.

©Gloria 

photo© Gloria

The Broken Bird

 My heart is laying down

Broken, like a happy bird

That was flying free

And was deceived by

The transparent glass

Of a modern building.

He lays now immobile

Breaking the monotony

Of the concrete floor

With his silent presence

Lifeless, and I look at it

And occurs to me

That there is some beauty

In being dead.© Gloria photo Gloria

April flowers

 

Flowers to celebrate me

To brighten my heart with the colors of life!

April flowers for a flower...

Freedom

 Freedom is that incredible joy of knowing that no matter what happen, you are going to be ok. Is that quietness of the soul in the middle of the storm. Is the understanding that happiness belong to you and no one else. It is the ability to look at the horizon and to think: I am moving forward with or without others. I am free and that is that. ©Gloria

Glowing with your Glow

 Standing in the dark 

Is this lonely tree 

Half alive half dead 

A petty poem to the night....

Sad by such a sight 

The moon tip toe near by

Putting her brightest smile 

She hugs the tree on her arms 

And for few minutes 

The sad tree shines 

And smiles back to the moon...

©Gloria

Belle in the Trees

 She is so shy, 

And yet so bright...

Belle in the sky,

No where to hide...

Moon of dreams 

Come behind 

These lovely trees 

Play with me 

To hide and seek....

©Gloria