come back, baby.

the clouds seem so high, head feels heavy looking up,

this really nice portrait smiled to me and gave love

So I just have to make one, for gratitude's sake

and let lust shine, bring forth GLADNESS,

I spelled SUICIDE backwards, EDICIUS.

My first daughter will be named that way

'cause suicide attempt failed, so it MUST.

Trying to proclaim 'life' on its own terms.

what a joy it is to finally LIVE and experience

a world so beautiful, it gives hope to all

by providing birds that sing, water from spring

and all the essential goodness it has.

the rose, the rose is all dried up, dying.

It shall not be disturbed when it needs REST.

Even my grandmother needs rest now,

not when everybody else is busy with work.

March 08, 2011

Tuesday