Child, how happy you are sitting in the dust, playing with a broken twig all the morning.I smile at your…
If people came to know where my king's palace is, it would vanishinto the air.The walls are of white silver…
Mother, the folk who live up in the clouds call out to me-"We play from the time we wake till…
Mother, I shall weave a chain of pearls for thy neckwith my tears of sorrow.The stars have wrought their anklets…
I wish I could take a quiet corner in the heart of my baby's veryown world.I know it has stars…