All girls have different dreams. Some, for example, dream of a piece of bread, some dream of the war ending quickly and their beloved daddy coming home. And some think only about entertainment.
Good evening, thank you so much for visiting my blog. I'm so glad I was able to return and read your poems. Yes, of course, all young women want to grow up, but when that happens, they want to be young again. Beautiful verses. Much light and peace. Hugs.
All girls have different dreams. Some, for example, dream of a piece of bread, some dream of the war ending quickly and their beloved daddy coming home. And some think only about entertainment.
ReplyDeleteProfundo poema. Te mando un beso.
ReplyDeleteMy friend Theodosia,
ReplyDeleteAnother very well-written haiku, this one addressing female maturity.
Congratulations!
Kisses!!!
We'll have to grow up someday :-D
ReplyDeleteKisses, dear Theda.
Qualquer um que consiga escrever bem usando o mínimo de palavras possível deve ser um gênio, e você é, e ainda gosta de gatos. rsrsrsrs 😺
ReplyDeleteAbraços 🐾 Garfield Tirinhas.
Good evening, thank you so much for visiting my blog. I'm so glad I was able to return and read your poems. Yes, of course, all young women want to grow up, but when that happens, they want to be young again. Beautiful verses. Much light and peace. Hugs.
ReplyDeleteLuego habiendo madurado añoramos esa niña. Un abrazo
ReplyDeleteThat's a good one :-D
ReplyDeletetrop beaux tes Cats
ReplyDeletetrès bon jeudi mon amie gros bisous
ReplyDeleteSomehow we find the extremes first. Awesome poem!
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