me – PICS & POETRY

Butterflies Dancing

reaching out

to embrace every life

butterflies dancing

In times of loneliness

I look for a sign

to warm my heart.

writing for me
is a joyful walkabout
in my mind

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.

I decided – to check in forever – into myself.

Oh dear stones – one for each place I lived – saved in heart.

Listening and hear – but going on doing my own way – the crazy art whisperer.

All in pieces – carried around in every step – my humble story.

Reading the writing – a key to thoughts in mind – the smiling heart.

A focus point – holding on straight to your heart – facing life.