We are made to dream, to think and like a paper kite, to fly!
We are made to dance, swing and play ball, sing a new song
and smell the bread in the oven.
We are made to be children of the world, butterfly of tomorrow,
zigzagging the elements
running through the forest
gazing at the horizon and breathe the tailored air.
We are made to dream and here we are, dreaming!
© Angela Aguiar
I was searching for a good ole April Fool’s joke and for the love of me, I couldn’t find one. I scratched my brain hard, reaching deep down the barrel to no avail. Defeated, well temporarily, it went into a parable of early retirement, retiring my wings to a group of cynical naughty birds. It was then during the “arch of the triumph” rhapsody that it dawned on me that I have news to share. My dream has finally come true a few days ago. I got myself a puppy, a cute little muffin full of sponge. It is not my loverboy Chihuahua but it is a dog and I love him very much. Yes, mommy and poodle are doing just fine and hope to live happily ever after into the sunset of make believes. I hope you like her as much as I do as I look forward to scribble and share her many adventures here with you. Isn’t she adorable?!
Hey, would you layoff her please?! She is my friend Jenny’s dog, Mimi. Got it?!
Rincon de Soto – Rioja, Spain
How can I fill that empty space
That seems a hollow pit.
When something there is missing
And nothing seems to fit.
How do you fill the emptiness
And sat the void.
The little things you used to love,
No longer seen enjoyed.
How can you satisfy the inner hunger;
When all in life has left you starved
But no where’s found the answer.
Outside yourself, you start to look
But still there, standing!
© Angela Aguiar
ludlum drive 
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