How I met you

I met you in 1981. You arrived in a cold winter day of may . Since that moment you filled my life with your sweet company. You were a silent quiet baby. As you grew up you were very often by my side and we went out holding hands. When you were 12 years old suddenly you did not feel comfortable holding hands with me anymore. I noticed that and I did not force you to do so. You separated from me as time passed. You were very far sometimes that I did not recognize who you were. We spent hard and sad moments. Time has passed since you left the home that saw you come into my life. Now we meet from time to time and we again are able to share company and time together feeling so good...a flower was born, a flower called love.... true love shared between a mother and a son.

Guiding

To guide or not to guide
that is the question

The "grand finale"

You told me about the “grand finale”:
dozens of fireworks launched all at once,
the light burning into the eyes'memory,
rapid explosions echoing throughout the body
creating short gasps of breath.

If you know the secret,you said,
you must look away, for a moment,
from the instantly blooming flowers of light,
at your lover´s eyes,
there you will see the blossoms,
reflected,
in exquisitely delicate miniature.

The look upon the faces reveals
the innocence and wonder of childhood,
and shows a part of beauty
you have rarely seen
and should never forget

The color of light

I have no answer
for a bitter argument
when a flash of light
brings a message of hope,
walking in loneliness
a sudden reflection
on the wall shows
the future

Compose

Compose is an order
that makes you say things in disorder,
compose is a good way
to say what you don´t want to tell,
compose is an emotion
full of contradictions and cautious,
sometimes lawless and a liar
a spot in time, not reliable,
compose is a scratch,
that you make on the ground
ând will vanish soon
when the rain washes your mourning,
compose is a soft whisper
that flies high in the air
disappearing in despair,
compose are those ideas
that can make you laugh or cry
hot cold sad or happy tears
that you can no longer hide
when they are breaking your heart

Fearless

Bold I go
no fear at all,
very little I fear
I hope you could hear
the stream of life
passing by my side
it is full of risks
a challenge for me
I am going now
to face a new one

The white fur coat

I have never forgotten this white fur coat. I do not know who made me wear it to attend my first day at school. I remember myself in the corner of the room surrounded by many girls that touched my coat over and over again...!