My telecourse went very well. Today, I think a poem break is called for. I wrote this last year when I went on holiday with my mum - her friend was unable to go with her due to a health scare, but the holiday was booked, so I stepped in at the last minute. It was a great time and I feel blessed to have shared the weeks with my mother, whom I dearly love.
Look at the stars tonight
Welcomed by warm smiles
we arrive in the heat of Crete
and swim in the warmth
of the clear blue sea
rippled by a gentle breeze.
Goats with bells on their necks
graze on the hillside
and we enjoy pointing them out
over breakfast on our balcony
surrounded by green hills.
Eagles soar in the sky too
and we are nourished by the view
even before we get to the sea.
When there, we dip and read
dip and read, as lazily as waves.
We eat at a different restaurant nightly
- I try local goat; mum tries white bream.
Always they bring us something 'on the house'.
A slowness in bringing you the bill
is counterbalanced by real kindness.
Before we sleep, the plate of night
offers us a sumptuous display of light
- a low moon on the hill; stars in multitudes.
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Very nice my friend, I appreciate it from the bottom of my heart. I think mum, mom, maa, amma, ammi, maata, ibu, mummy, ilaam, maman, mama, mamma are the most appreciated words on this planet so far, that is why avant garde and men of letters of the known world were compelled to say simultaniously "For a mother is the only person on earth
Who can divide her love among ten children
And each child still have all her love."
Best of luck my friend, take care.
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