my white room


i never saw a moor—
i never saw the sea—
yet know i how the heather looks
and what a billow be.

e.d.



5/26/13


when they all sit in the circle and sing



mother, mommy, mama, mom.
she's my mother.
she's my mommy.
she's my mama.
she's my mom.











and heart is so full of love 
as eyes are full with tears







6 comments:

  1. beautiful words, olga.
    for a mother like yours.
    i can know how wonderful mother
    your mother is by your words.

    and simple yet beautiful shape
    of yours.

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  2. This is so touching.
    Beyond words.

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  3. yes, my eyes are full with tears
    my heart is touched by your watercolour
    moving and tender
    and simple words of love

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  4. tears flood my heart
    and i know too what yukino knows

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  5. I`m speechless, its so beautiful.
    Remembering my own mother ...
    Meike

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olga