Carnival.

                                      
An explosion of colour,
Happiness and love.
Creative ideas, sent from above.


Incredible rhythm,
Music and song.
How can all this be condemned or wrong?


Such fun to watch,
Hilarious and clever.
I hope carnival continues forever!


A variety of costumes,
Carefully sewn.
Photographs taken by celular phone.


A mass of humanity,
All coming together.
No fighting, just love...what an endeavour!


So just for today,
Let's dream and pretend.
IT'S CARNIVAL FOLKS...let's mix and blend!
               

                        

O'Henry.

                     

  Black and white,

 Magestic sight.

 Softest fur,

  Mighty purr.

  Icy stare,

  Contemptuous glare.

  Green, green eyes,

  Beautiful size.

  Subtle agility,

  Deadly ability.

 Whiskers long,

  Paws so strong.

  Silent pad,

  Notoriously bad.

  A gorgeous cat,

  O'Henry...

  You were THAT!

                                                                                             

Perdas.

          Depois dos cinquenta anos, ou até antes, a vida vai te proporcionando perdas, uma atrás da outra. A vida esta te preparando para a perda maior....a perda da sua própria vida.

Travel Transport.

Up and down on the aeroplane,
Traveling around the world again.
Sailing away to distant lands,
Visiting islands with white, white sands.
In and out of the busy trains,

Passing fields with lots of grains.
Hailing taxis in New York,
It's sometimes better just to walk!
Double deckers can be fun,

The Louvre in Paris can really stun.
Skiing down a snowy slope,
Waving reverently at the Pope.
Seeing Holland on our bikes,
Visiting the windmills and the dykes.
Jigging about on a donkeys back,
Time for home....so now let's pack!

       * This poem was written for a presentation by children (7/8 years old.).

True friendship.

                                       
                        One Little Rose.
       I would rather have one little rose
                 From the garden of a friend
          Than to have the choicest flowers
          When my stay on earth must end.


      I would rather have one pleasant word
                     In kindness said to me
         Than flattery when my heart is still
                   And life has ceased to be.


         I would rather have a loving smile
               From friends I know are true
          Than tears shed round my casket
             When this world I've bid adieu.


            Bring me all your flowers today
            Whether pink, or white, or red;
           I'd rather have one blossom now
            Than a basketful when I'm dead.


                             - Author unknown.