In her new life she notices her surroundings… She sits under a tree in the afternoon with a box full of hidden memories; trying not so hard to let go of the unfinished old stories… Still smiles at strangers and makes them smile up at her eternally… She plants yellow tulips in that little garden afar; in the middle of the infinite sky… In her new life she lives blue and dreams green… And her story continues while she dares to be daring…
Nice one Shadan 😀
A beautiful poetry by P.K. Page Canadian Poet
Stefan
aged eleven
looked at the baby and said
When it thinks it must be pure thought
because he hasn’t any words yet
and we
proud parents
admiring friends
who had looked at the baby
looked at the baby again