Roddy's birthday by Dessislava Dimitrova traslated by Ann Wood
Today I celebrate my brother's birthday and on this occasion, yes, spontaneously, I wrote these verses for us both.I share them with you friends and wish you a peaceful and cozy winter night!
Roddy's birthday
On December 19, 40 and several years ago,
The gentle Lord has appointed him to be a brother and a sister.
From one flesh and blood we are born,
and together to experience joy, success,
but also a lot of life weight.
When he turned back today,
and he remembers every wound,
every adventure and crazy game,
for each of our little secrets,
for every controversy and for every our joke,
I can not find a scar or a memory,
which I want to delete!
I remember every night I did not fall asleep
and quietly at the brother's bed,
with a little feather from my pillow, I was going.
I put you in bed, caressing you on the little face,
with the feather,
and you smiled,
reassured
and the fear of the darkness suddenly subsided.
...
I did not know when the time passed,
which concludes lasting memories in my soul.
When did we grow up so ???
And as long as we are ripe,
we are not asking,
could we just stay for longer kids?
Whatever the problems,
to be forever be my little brother,
and me - your older sister.
❤️
Dessy, Heidelberg, 19.XII.2017
Poetry by Ann Wood
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Written on 2017-12-20 at 01:14
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