Good night :)


just a thought


All I want to say:
Feel good, I love you,
Tried to put we love you, to cover up,
Still true anyway, we love you a lot.
And if you say same word three times,
You can make a wish (a superstition),
Make a wish:)
See how simple it is,
I don't have to be the best ever poet in the world
To write together three words:
How are you?
And then answer for you may be:
Very well.
Just think, all is going to be good.
It always works, may be you need little bit more special, I don't know, dinner, breakfast in the bed,..
Smile :) my beautiful flower






the same story

My parents were both working together at the same hospital.
And my father's second wife was cleaning my grandmother's office.
Then she went to medical school and started to go out with my father..
I was okay with that move, because all I saw my parents arguing and not talking.
My mom was farming in the apartment,
Then my father bought a horse.
We were all looking at the window when my mom called my father an idiot, probably told to get out and he was walking with the horse to my uncle...

:)

You are special, it's very clear now:)
I think I can stop by, visit,
Next Saturday or Saturday after,
Is it okay 
Smile :) 

a story

At 14 I started to work at my grandmother's hospital.
She had a big office with communist leaders portraits everywhere on the walls.
I was cleaning the rooms, nurses liked me,
Gave me their clothes sometimes,
Mostly they used to wear white uniforms with black bra and underwear, especially at summers.
And years after I wear black under sea true white,
Just memories of those years...

Everything is going to be fine

That what I think

just one smile :)









Good morning :)

And I have a question,
How are you?
All good :)

Good night :)

just one smile :) 


old story

Once a year we would look in our old albums.
Some people I have never met.
Old people were talking about Second World War like it was yesterday. 
It was their biggest victory.
Boys and girls, believed,  they will win and they did.









a story

My mom using one website,
Puts pictures on it, talks few people,
They comment on each other stuff,
Sometimes I get involved, liking pictures.
This man, he was in the navy,
Now old, may be close to seventy,
He likes to talk about his young years,
Swimming on the ocean military ships,
It was a big honor for a village boy,
This where he is living now.
How much he did, few kids, now grandkids, women.
And he said, one day, some one told him:
Do you want to have long life?
Then start from it.
Now her is healthy looking at the pictures.
He likes to say:
Don’t make up stuff,
Life is so beautiful.


writing

I have no idea what I am talking about
Just a little good night song
For my yummy baby,
I have no idea.
But whatever,
Since I read something at the middle of the night
And I am not going to sleep now.
Come here baby,
What happened?
You can tell me everything.
You know grandma, well my mom,
Yes, she is, was, will be crazy,
I moved on from that though.
She has one thing,
She believes only in xrays, analyses with stamp,
Trusts only government and nothing else.
She was a doctor, for thirty years,
I was at her office studying crazy books, Dermatovenerologist, her specialty,
If it's correct word.
Oh my God, what we were reading at that time.
People used to call her home too,
She was writing like all doctors,
Couldn't understand anything,
Me and my sister later had to rewrite advices, pages, type.
May be this why I have nice writing,
I write something good, you will see.
For every person she had may be three minutes:
X ray is fine, good bye.
When we don't know, why even guess or think.
It's going to be fine,
Better when I see.
For now have fun, relax,
Believe.
I was told when I was a baby myself.
Are you fine now, baby,
That somehow everything is going to be great for us,
And for you, it's very clear now
You have nothing to think much,
Maybe about what who you like.
Okay
Did I explained well,
Soldiers don't go before captains,
Don't paint wrong colors,
Wait, show me picture,
I tell next day,
Why are so good looking,
Smile :)



Never worried, never lost anyone,
Was one hundred percent recovery.

writing

I want you to be happy,
After all,
The shortest ever poem in the world.
Feeling good:)

the sun

Smile :) 















the moon

Smile :) 
















today

I didn't have the internet
And I was late to work. 
This kind of day. 
Yesterday I was watching horror movie 
At 12 am, until may be 2 am.
At the movie was about a young woman
Who was working in a bank giving loans to people. 
An old gypsy asked her to help with some unpaid mortgage payments.
And the bank woman said no, only to impress her boss,
To get the higher position in the bank.
The end of the story,
The old gypsy cursed her.
I don't want to say those words;
And no one could take of that,
So the bank woman was gone to h..
This what happens when people work hard at work. 
My reason for today.. .