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 want to do when they grew older. I cannot remember their answers, but I recall the joy on their faces. The innocence in their eyes. I recall that they believed in themselves and had not doubts about their abilities to reach their dreams. That is the world through the eyes of children.

As we grow older we loose the ability to trust. Our Innocence erodes with time and disappointments. We become sarcastic and hateful. We question our values and even walk away from God. We loose our faith, our trust, and doubt our  capacity to reach those dreams we had when we were little. 

The thing is, we should never stop dreaming. We should remain learners. We should believe in the impossible to be possible. We should take cover under the protection of our Almighty Father. Our souls should always stay " forever young".© Gloria 

 Dedicated with much love to my son.

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 today

I cleaned the weeds

Here and there

And the quietness was broken

As, out of nowhere

All of a sudden

A fight broke

Between two birds,

Right over my head...

They almost got me in the fight

I must say!

Well, Let me get out of your way.

I left, and almost collided with 

A hummingbird!

Hmmm I scratched my head

Busy traffic day around here...

Let me trim that tree instead.

As I started trimming small branches 

My eyes landed in a Mama's nest

Oh! 

Well, looks like my work 

Around here is done for the day!

Breathing

 I seat in here and I look at the sky

So perfectly draw by the Artist

The contrasting colors that blends

Over the crystalline waters

In this magical place I observe miracles

With each passing cloud

The scene changes, second by second,

I feel my heart beats

The blood in my veins, 

The wind on my face,

The smell of the lake...

And I breathe deeply

Wanting to freeze this moment

Defend it from the evilness of time.

©Gloria photo Gloria

A Second Chance

 365 days we go,

Round and around

The brighten sun

And we end at the exact

Same point we were

In the past year...

But the canvas 

Is once again blank

An empty page

To write a newer

And better story

Yes, if we are blessed

To open our eyes 

One more day, 

One more year, 

One more time,

Then we have been 

Given a second chance!

(Use it wisely)