Your Name

Your Name

My innocent thoughts demand me
To write your name on my hands
On papers, notebooks, books,
On my table.

When the Sun Smiles…

When the Sun Smiles…

The next morning, the clouds separated from each other and the blue sky came out. By first light the sun was shining again. I was still sitting by the window looking out, confused and sad. Suddenly the doorbell rang. I did not have the courage to open the door, but I heard the sound of small feet running to the door.

The Green Backpack

The Green Backpack

Early that morning, I ate breakfast and put on my new clothes, a white shirt and dark blue skirt. I put my green backpack on my shoulders. Holding Dad’s hand and feeling the weight of my pack on my shoulders made me so happy. I could feel on my back the lovely green bag I had imagined carrying so many times in my dream world!