Carrots dance on the window sill
Watching my spaghetti getting dressed
For the party.
I touch and feel
The richness and roughness of the pasta
That brings sun into my home.
Photo story
One click is one situation
I wish to remember and store.
Digital data take on the value
Of vibrant feelings and dear persons
Condensed in a limited second.
No more foggy memories and personal additions
To the story.
Success lesson
I have read all the books
With the word success inside
But something was missing.
Techniques and strategies
Abound
As suggestions and lessons.
I never asked,
everything passed through my hands
And the fruits ripened.
