We three girls ... A note
Sofia with his mother and sister Viola in the belly of the mother ...
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Friday, September 3, 2010
Hand Held Electronic Skip-bo Game
Life - is the only way to cover
leaves,
breath on the sand,
rise on the wings;
be a dog,
or caressing his hair on the hot;
distinguish the pain from all that pain is not;
be inside the events,
vanish in the views,
find the smallest error.
perfect occasion to remember for a moment
of who you talked to
light off;
and for once
tripping over a stone,
wet in some rain,
lose the keys in the grass;
and follow with his eyes a spark
in the wind;
and persist in not knowing
something important.
Wislawa Szymborska - The joy of writing
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
Corny Thank You Letters
... 15 weeks and 3 days .. and 'the time that has already' spent in my stomach .. time somersaults and muffled sounds .. wonders and promises the first time ..
... has already 'done to scare a lot' and not 'born again ..
... will 'of a new discovery of emotions .. what I always fear of not being able to go for a walk out of me ..
... Sofia 'was designed, built, invented much, and especially from his father (even before there was, despite the slander ..) and I lost behind the loss and anguish .. I had to have his arms .. sniff .. nibble .. to believe it was really my ..
... But she grows in her / my own little world with liquid hands of his sister and his father laid on ..
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