Saturday, September 26, 2015

Field mouse

I'm a tiny field mouse.
No one pays attention to me if they happen
to look at me.
Sorry people if you believe I'm not a living
being.  Like you I eat, I drink, I play and I sleep
and make babies also.
So when you see me don't start screaming,
my ears are very sensitive and I get headaches
just like you.
I love to be cute to children, they don't know
the difference between a mean animal and a playing
one.  Most of the time it's the parents that annoy me,
the point at me and laugh at me.
Oh well there's a saying in the human language that
goes like this:

"Don't spit in the air -
eventually it will come back on your face..."
Please be kind and considerate towards
us animals.

Sunday, September 20, 2015

Ciao little one from heaven

A letter from heaven from a father to
his daughter on her wedding day.
"Hi there my darling little girl it's daddy
from heaven coming to see you on this
special occasion.  I'm sorry little one
if I can't be with you physically, but
believe me I'm right beside you even if
you don't see me.
How I dreamed of this day, since your
first scream at your birth, I knew deep in
me that you would be a bundle of joy and
pride to me.
I know your heart is heavy and I (as your
father) can feel your heartbreak and your
fitting tears trying to push through me.
I'm trying hard not to let these sentiments
take possession of your body, you really
don't need them and don't deserve them,
TODAY it's your day to shine bright in
the crowd that will surround you and the
young man you brought to me to accept
my approval of your choice.  He is a good
fellow, be good to him and he will be good
to you and the family you will together
create when you feel ready to accept and
take responsibility for a tiny screaming read
head like the one I held in my arms as soon
as you come into this world.
Today I will eat and joke with you, I will try
my best not to step on your feet on your first
dance as a married women, you will feel my
arms around you and like in the older days
you tried to make yourself comfortable  on
my feet and saying "Daddy make me dance..."
Little one I thank you for your continuous love,
for your taughts when you remember me, I know
that deep in that little heart of yours there's always
a place that is mine.  So little one I bless you from
heaven and when you need me, you just say that
little word that came out of your instantly when
you needed me....
"Daddy, stop and listen to me, I need you".
and I will stop what I'm doing in heaven and
come to you.  It's my promisse to you on your
wedding day.
Love angel Daddy.

Monday, September 14, 2015

It's starting...

Why do my bones complain,
they should be happy, no more
humidity in the air.
The nights have started to cool down,
the critters of the night don't really
sing anymore.  The fireflies are
gone, it's too cold for them, now
I know why my bones complain,
it's started, the sun is slowly loosing
it's warm power. Oh colors you
decided from one day to another
to just up and change, from rich
dark green, you have now rubbed
the golden color from the sun,
and the moon is putting a drop
of dew on twigs and leaves,
on branches and flowers just to
remind them that soon they
will become fire and then just
drop and die.....

Sunday, September 13, 2015

Rebel

My heart bleeds from despair,
my mind is rebelling from stupidities,
my body never tires from telling me
to slow down, but I stubborn as I can be
don't want to stop and reflect on life
has I see fit to live it.
Do I make any sense, how can anyone
reading these words can judge me for
what I am or am not.
Don't judge me and for sure I will not
judge you in anyway or shape.
Don't ask me to do things I don't want to,
it's against my rules and rules are made
to be followed and not broken just because
they do not fit my life style....