Baby click

I am happy to write
Those moments I cannot frame
But only store deep inside.
Those smiles will come back
When there days are dark in September
And the family will eat together again.
Your soft hands still touch me
Leaving your smell of curiosity and love.

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Just wait

My hand is pink and soft,

It points forward and is ready to grab yours.

Do you see it in this autumn fog?

The orange trees cheer us up when

Ups and downs entertain us

And give us reasons for long coffees.

Happy and hungry

Radiant and ready to explode,

My best status comes when I am alone.

More than complete, my joy passes the brink

And pulls me forward.

Small butterflies take off when hungry,

Food made with simplicity

And new challenge tickle my stomach.

Stay happy, feed the Hunger.

Checkmate

Don’t Wait
Move to the next cell
Black or white
Will give you an adventure
Making up your life.
Jumping worth no rule
The breeze brings enthusiasm
through the hair,
Cell after cell.

Rice space

My blood rushes and my lips distend
At the thought of new chapter.
Few pages are created naïve,
Blank and open.
Sentences drop like rice grains
Leaving tiny marks
Forever.

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.

Good news

Like a blinded moth
I spin around in the middle air
Turning turning with no way to stop.
The excitement captured me
And I live the moment
With its silly giggles and ambitious prospects
For the future.

Summer

Gutted by the weather,
I fill the apartment with palms and yellow
And dig into coconut ice-cream
With my happy spoon.
Summer is still here.

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