If You Forget Me by Pablo Neruda

If You Forget Me by Pablo Neruda

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I want you to know
one thing.

You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.

Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.

If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.

If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.

But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine

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For: Nurt Thurs – 4-6-2017

“All the world’s a stage”

“All the world’s a stage”

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Life is like a play – we go through the stages of our lives. We have roles, child or adult, sister or brother, mother or father, student or employed, married or single, rich or poor, optimist or pessimist. We are social beings, living and acting according to the norms of our society, culture, groups and races. Our social relationships help define our sense of self. I know how important first impression makes and I can be socially judged in the blink of an eye. It’s very important to trust our instincts. We should listen and communicate, until we know someone’s depth.

For: 100 Word Weekly Writing Challenge —Week 10, Write Anything Wednesday #110, Nurt Thurs – Permission to Rest

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03-16-2017

What made me smile this week?

What made me smile this week?

Hello everyone. Two more days and I’m off to the Philippines. Three weeks of fun, mother bonding, sun, sand, sea, Filipino food to the max, friends and more fun. Mind you, we’re having such warm days in Bavaria, no snow yet, hopefully it comes when I’m gone.

Yesterday, we had a cosy day, the cyclamen and orchids are blooming, I went to the gym in the morning and in the evening, we cooked a special meal. Beautiful K has left us a recipe for buttered chicken and we used it. Instead of chicken, we cooked pork and came out really nice, proud of ourselves!

For dessert, we had some fruit and nuts (when we were watching “Casablanca”)

That’s it from me. What made you smile this week?

For: Weekly Smile 59 #weeklysmile, Nurturing Thurs – Let Go, Mixed Glimpse of My Neighbourhood. Lagos & Dubai, Three Things Thursday: Blanket Bandit, Early Bloomers, & Spiffy Rocks

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Weekly Smile 58 #weeklysmile

Weekly Smile 58 #weeklysmile

Hello everyone! I’ve got lots of smiles this week. First of all, I’m so excited about my coming trip to the Philippines next week. I’ve packed and repacked my things, changed suitcase because the first one didn’t fit all the things and the suitcase was heavier. They’re mostly presents for my Mom and other friends and relatives. I still have to pack my clothes, swimsuits and flip flops.

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St. Valentine came earlier for me this year with this new watch. My ten-year old watch finally gave up. Cheers, Him Indoors!

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And Him Indoors got his new TV this morning!

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Sharing with you some of the food we’ve had this week. They’re all yummy!

Cheers for now and have a great week everyone!

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So, what made you smile this week?

For: Weekly Smile 58 #weeklysmile, Glimpses of Lagos – Echoes of my Neighbourhood, Nurturing Thurs – Let Go, Three Things Thursday: Stamps, Games, & Prettier Coffee

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Day 2 – #Loveuary ❤ My Love For My Parents

Day 2 – #Loveuary ❤ My Love For My Parents

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Honour thy father and thy mother
November is their birthday month
One week after the other
For the two persons I adore
My Dad, sadly, was no longer here
But I still think of him and miss him
His generosity, his kindness, his cooking
He was the first one who would greet anyone
When their birthdays come, by phone or cards
I would always treasure his memories
And then there’s my Mom, she’s special
She’s still here and she still rocks
Still beautiful, still looking after us
Even though she doesn’t live with us
Still full of life and funny, still strong
So here’s to say, thanks for everything
We love you to infinity and beyond!

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years
have passed
saw you last
still have tears
the space you left was vast
today we’re remembering you
memories still in our hearts as we grew
had you were here we’d celebrate it with our cheers
we miss your voice, your cooking, that is true
your kindness, your belly, that, too
it could still be a blast
for what was due
love the past
went fast
cheers!

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Oh Mother Dear, with your eyes twinkling like stars in cloudland
Your breath sweeter than sampaguita as we string them into a lei
Your love, patience and smile, always there as you give us a hand
Oh Mother Dear, with your eyes twinkling like stars in cloudland

We cannot show enough gratitude for bringing us up first hand
Your tenderness, completely and sweetly given to us like a bouquet
Oh Mother Dear, with your eyes twinkling like stars in cloudland
We love you to the moon and back and all planets in the milky-way

For: Day 2 – #Loveuary ❤ My Love For My Parents. Also for: Nurturing Thurs – Inside Truth

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Simple – Daily Prompt

Simple – Daily Prompt

Image: Children’s Games; Artist: Pieter Brueghel the Elder; Source: wikiart.org

A day of leisure and the children snatched the chance to play. Like angels enjoying the waves of childhood, they played outside the garden, on clay soil or grass or on the streets. They made their own simple toys, like boats from pieces of bread, spears from sticks and small houses from stones and boxes. They played games, from games of skill with cherry stones or tops to activities such as archery, football and dancing. A pair of them played with hula hoops, barrels and sticks. They fixed their toys with strings and stones. That covered everything and they stayed until the moon came out at night.

This week's photo prompt is provided by TJ Paris. Thank you TJ!

Jose lit the fire and played his flute made of bamboo. He got used to its tune and he thought he was getting better with it. Ah, the joy of simple living! He has been living in this island for quite some time now. He thought it’s a good place to write his novel, so with some provisions and his pen and paper, he became a stranger to the rest of the world. And he trusted his instinct and quick reaction to the challenges of living alone in the deserted island. He observed nature, trees and leaves grew and wilted, birds sang, the sound of the waves and splashes. (109 words)

 It’s not what you look at that matters, it’s what you see.” Henry David Thoreau

For: Simple , Nurturing Thurs – Relationships

Other “simple” posts:
https://kstanlyksays.wordpress.com/2016/10/08/the-bear-facts/
https://the15thday.wordpress.com/2017/01/26/aint-so-simple-m-f/
https://roseelaineblog.wordpress.com/2017/01/26/when-the-dawn-arrives/
https://lindaswritingblog.wordpress.com/2017/01/26/simple-is-relative/
90. Talk is cheap