Twoodje

CONTEMPORARY PAINTER AND POET

 

When I grow up I will be a juggler,

To make the Earth turn all colors.

I will also juggle with words, but very funny words,

To make the children and the birds laugh.

 

I did not become a juggler

And the Earth has continued to turn with all its colors,

I had fun with words, I made my children laugh,

And often I took the time to learn to listen to the birds...

 

I did not become a magician either,

The sorrows the miseries, I offered them on odd days,

I just had other things to do.

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