Andras,erkennst du wie wunderbar du bist ...Dio mio !
As I sit here reading a book
i am suddenly reminded of my mother
she sits at the kitchen table reading
wearing thick framed glasses
the sight as a child filled with me sadness
what were those books ?
romantic novels probably
the unhappiness and loneliness of my mother
surrounded her like a soft grey light
i felt i was somehow responsible for her plight
even though nothing was ever said
my father had caused this pain and
his name was never mentioned
i was like a piece of blotting paper
my heart absorbing the pain of her sadness
a trait i have carried all of my life
if i open my heart to someone
i feel their pain sometimes more intensely
than they do themselves
a sweet young child
innocent and beautiful
precious and treasured
one of the lucky ones
not trafficked as sex slaves
https://www.theguardian.com/world/2002/jul/12/internationalcrime
Mind Love Misery's Menagerie
WORDLE # 295
If You Forget Me....Pablo Neruda
sails live sweetness remember day boat
think stop forget know nothing always
my little boat
sails towards you
it wont stop
nothing can make me forget you
i will remember you every day
your sweetness will live with me always
i know
you will think of me too
Shadorma
pain relief
handel drives out woes
george friederich
wunderkind
darknesss dissolves light enters
baroque brings great joy
In Honour Of A 40 Year Friendship
he sent me a pic
of his little garden
tended to with love
his sweet old cat suns herself
on a spring afternoon
this kind soul
shines his wamth and compassion
on all those lucky enough
to know him or
to have been placed in his care