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The Book

This story imprinted on me Has a sweet smell, hides a hibiscus scent, but If I read, I cannot breathe. With my wide open eyes I Observe silently, quietly.   … Continue reading

6 de July de 2018 · 1 Comment

For my friend

O pencil, A friend to me, With you, I create a universe once more, With you, I create things that aren’t real, I give life to words which can’t move, … Continue reading

6 de July de 2018 · 1 Comment

Snow

Brave Winter and I shall ever agree, Though a stern and frowning gaffer is he. I like to hear him, with hail and rain, Come tapping against the window pane; … Continue reading

11 de May de 2018 · Leave a comment

Where Lies the Land?

Where lies the land to which the ship would go? Far, far ahead, is all her seamen know. And where the land she travels from? Away, Far, far behind, is … Continue reading

20 de April de 2018 · Leave a comment

Block City

What are you able to build with your blocks? Castles and palaces, temples and docks. Rain may keep raining, and others go roam, But I can be happy and building … Continue reading

27 de January de 2018 · Leave a comment

The Garden Sell

Who buys a garden with flowers? And butterflies of many colors, Laundresses and birds, Green and blue eggs in the nest? Who buys this snail? Who buys this sunbeam? And … Continue reading

25 de November de 2016 · Leave a comment

The Crow and the Fox

Master Crow sat on a tree, Holding a cheese in his beak. Master Fox was attracted by the odour, And tried to attract him thus. “Mister Crow, good day to … Continue reading

25 de November de 2016 · Leave a comment