My community is like a seagull playing with the wind
My community is like waves crashing on the rocks
My community is like a kayak in the swell
My community is like picking juicy sweet blackberries
My community is like getting scratched by the thorns
My home is like a harbour, sometimes with red and green stormlights
My home is like music and singing
My home is like laptops and strange languages
My home is like the smell of frying onions and garlic
My home is like kneading the dough and waiting patiently
and what about me?
I am like the wobble-dolly that always stands up again
I am like the joker that makes people laugh
I am like a sensor asking "how are you?"
I am sometimes peaceful like a hot chocolate in the evening
I am sometimes clumsy and again forgot the butter knives
I am sometimes fast and efficient like a humming hoover
I am sometimes flying with the seagulls when I sit on the cliffs
and play the whistle
I am happy to live the life I chose for.......
-tonnie-
