Being a child is: Being like a feather, which a bird has lost, that rises in flight with the wind and changes direction
anger is ire anger is red it’s a moody
In the white winter going out to the city snow covers almost everything causing landscapes to be purists
Hear Sight Smell Taste Touch
We belong, the one to the other Like: The pin and the thread The clock and the wrist The cloud and the thunder
we have to get out investigate explore in life there are twists and turns
We are at that time of year, when it is neither cold nor hot. When you go out to the street, you don’t know whether to wear a w… or a light windbreaker.
SYNTHESIS: 1. Food 2. Love 3. Success 4. Rejoice
The course of life has ramifications Ramifications are fractals Like a tree
Dear mother I hope this day you are happy I hope you are healthy for much longer So you can
my efforts are summed my achievements are accumulated my goals are met Day by day my dreams are fabricated
When I think of you: My heart widens and pumps more blood. My skin bristles and regulates the change of
Simplicity bestows beauty; Intellectual, sensory or a spiritual pleasure. Like the: Feather
A raven perches over a tree branch; his weight causes the dripping of a few drops that were held,
I love you because you are my girl We will eat together a pineapple I will feed you