I love my dresses my mother made to me when I was a child. I have saved them dearly. They are so well and neat done.
My mother also sewed dresses to the princesses of Sweden because she was so particular when sewing. The princesses are our King’s sisters.
hon hade en dröm
iklädd blommor
och söta rynkor
She had a dream – dressed in flowers – and cute wrinkles.
all you need – expressed in shades of words – stolen by a pencil
I decided – to check in forever – into myself.
taking position
in control of every situations
rollerstones works
Sometimes – when we touch – lost in a dream.
Reaching top – while crowded below – the lonely way.
Day’s special – dreaming every inch of love – summer whirls in mind.
Eyes shut open – with a broken story on the lips – running scared.
Stones talking – the different language – class just started.
Reading the writing – a key to thoughts in mind – the smiling heart.
PICS & POETRY 
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