The Christmas Angel

The Christmas Angel

Glued to the frosted glassof the living room doorwhere the magic was workingI dreamed with a merry heart Inside, to the scent of fir and mosslittle restless lightsAppeared one by oneUntil they illuminated the dark room It was the Christmas angelTalking to daddyand...
My little Christmas

My little Christmas

I have put the nativity scene on the fireplacewithout forgetting the mutilated sheepthat are standing thanks to the mossin which they sink their remaining legs. The memories and emotions pile uplike the boys running the bullsin a morning of adrenaline and suspenseAt...
The familiar sea

The familiar sea

After decades of absence, I visited the village where I spent the happiest summers of my childhood: Canet de Mar near Barcelona. My nephew, now a grown man, guided me thru the well-known old streets to the beach, where I could feel the mediterranean sea kissing my...
One slight difference

One slight difference

-What a beautiful day! -Just like fifty years ago, remember? -Of course, I remember Rob; it was our honeymoon! -Poor Eli. I had no money we couldn’t afford a trip so we took our bikes and take a ride till we found the perfect spot to rest a little and enjoy a...
Sparks and tears

Sparks and tears

My mom had just died. I was feeling a deep emptiness in my soul. I had managed to appear calm and strong at the hospital, and after that, greeting friends at the funeral home, the church, and the cemetery. My sisters had cried her loss, but tears didn’t come to...
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