.Black and blue————————-I went shoppingand bought a black blouse,a black shirt, black shoesa black pair of jeans.When I went home,I showed to my sonall the new things I bought."Black again, mom?"It is like you haven't boughtanything new," he mumbled.I told him I don't want to thinkwhat blouse colour to matchwith what pants colour,what pants colour to matchwith what shoes colour,everyday.Deep in my heart:I conspire to concealthat selfish adipose tissues.And to my son, I added loudly:"Look at the bright side,my handbag is blue." Em 231117 #poetry
These books are ready to fly to China to compete with 227 other finalists in the Little Hakka Competion.
Seeing double. The little one came yesterday out of nowhere. It was so hungry and thirsty, so we fed and adopted it. Jacko is not happy it seems.