Huge rich vines full of fruit and leaves sometimes forgetting that ...

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I had to follow the pace of the grandmother should ever reach our goal without putting at risk our lives.

She know well joy spreads to fellow favorite homes grandmother Vula...A face full of goodness-kindness honesty that conquered almost all children.

Elijah the serious Christo the adopted son of that so loud Noti our comedian their selfseeker,Kosta-Elen or less all pampered.And Mari the beautiful ,clever daughter!

I forgot the Tito Adam!Loud family man!!
The beloved form and memories dedicate one of the following works "south":

Sleeping in wrapped like a tree with green leaves
Breath like a tree in the quiet

Light through the transparent source
Looked at your form'

Closed eyelids and the eyelids
Scratched water.

My fingers in to the soft grass
Found your fingertips

I held your pulse a moment
I felt it in your heart pain

Under the plane tree near the water
Within Dafnes sleep in and have

Moved into pieces in

Around me aroud me
Without being able to touch you

Thoughout united with your silence'
Seeing your shadow to grow and

Diminish losing other shade,
Inside the other world in leaves

And holding.

Because your blood once froze like the moon in the eadless night

Spreads its wings over the white to the black rocks shaped of trees and houses

With some light from our childhood.

Vivi...do you remember??Small slices bread forward in our small fireplace.
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