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Uma ode a cada um deles, para que transformem os outros dias por vir.Beijo, flor.
Yes, those ordinary days are so important. We take them for granted.
De tudo fica um pouco...beijos, Kênia
Great expression of recalling the past from feeling through the lines, even the ones on the face. Love the way you wrote this poem.
Oooh, I like that!
This is great. Simple, elegant.
"Inscribed in the void" wow that line alone in this poem really really is deeply profound. Your words, are wonderful. It brings a smile coming in here, something so strong in it for me, hard to describe. Very beautiful! ~April
irrecuperáveis dias comuns".. tenho que dar mais valor a eles ..um grande abraço, Kênia.
Feeling of emptiness and a void - so well conveyedNicely done
Dear KeniaI have always enjoyed your words and this one is beautiful too... Thanksॐ नमः शिवायOm Namah ShivayaTwitter: @VerseEveryDayBlog: http://shadowdancingwithmind.blogspot.com
Os dias comuns sempre são irrecuperáveis e cantar é um forma de confortar a alma.Gostei muitoBeijos
It would be good to put these words on the side of the building pictured. Except it's gone...!
Deixe suas linhas tortas │Leave your crooked lines│