Thursday, October 14, 2021

A simple speech from myself to my cousin Trish

 



- Time never pass by...

- Where inner beauty lie...

- Still frames...

- Childhood games...

- Father and mother...

- Uncles never further...

- In Kangaroo land...

- Listening to a musical band...

- Time doesn't go...

- Inner flow...

- Fireflies do glow...

- But it's indeed your show...



- Thy birthday...

- Creating something new...

- Portuguese say...

- Cakes endure...

- Sugar and sweet...

- Love's the cure...

- Children we once were...

- Not wearing fur...

- Little by little we did step...

- Always minding the gap...

- Sometimes by the street...

- Your mum made us a treat...

- Delightfully sweet...

- Thy father always with a smile...

- Being a sailor's child...

- Carrying his name...

- Always great and never lame...



- Darkness always a void was...

- Inside the colorful bus...

- Not a man of words then...

- Just a child opening a beans can...

- Day in and day out...

- Grabbing no shout...

- Silence never always was our key...

- Inside our child's fantasy...

- In nanoseconds we thought...

- Towards time not forgot...

- Proud and humble...

- Inside a spiritual rumble...

- From North to South...

- A pool cascade...

- Without any shade...

- Years upon years...

- Joy without tears...



- At city central main core...

- Hugged you even more...

- Cousin far away...

- Not a simple day...

- Spirit and heart...

- Name and blood is our part...

- Everywhere clocks form minutes and hours..

- Never sours..

- Back to infancy...

- Small bread was our sea...

- Butter and cheese...

- Ham was Portuguese...

- Into present time...

- No rhyme...

- Koala's land prime...

- Every single detail...

- Heart and mind never pale...



- Like my sister...

- Opening gifts with blister...

- Bliss memory...

- Towards land's reality...

- Real tiny country birth...

- Not near Perth...

- Some hair white...

- Life as a delight...

- At school...

- Sheltering cool...

- No God's fool...

- Words as tool...

- Little we were...

- Having the cure...

- Adult we now are..

- Staring at a star...

- Sky never fall...

- Candies always pop...

- During a call...

- At hilltop...

- Fed by a lime..

- Delicious chime...

- Into life's tree...

- Merging telepathy...

- Blood's energy...

- Years ago sun ray...

- Created you a paradise's play...

- Walking from forth to back...

- Unplugging music's jack..

- Church bells blue...

- Being something new...

- Into today's time again...

- Virtue's no shame...

- Like oranges that we picked...

- Being tremendously sweet...

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