Your laugh
the sound of splashing fresh water
your port everywhere, everyplace.
Your life restarts every day…
where is my blue dress?
In Italy? In England?
in Rome? In Calabria?
I’ll find out, maybe one day
I will find my collier!
Ok Angie, your strength is
in rediscovering your friends
your objects, your emotions.
An eternal of coming & goings…
an eternal becoming
every day is a new day!
Best wishes!
Carmela Costanzo 