mardi 31 janvier 2012

 Avant de quitter le pays où elle laissait ses morts ma mère a pris des photos du caveau familial.
L'enfant s'est glissée dans la lumière, devant les ombres. Avec ses rêves d' ses cauchemars.

2 commentaires:

  1. Dear Cat...the loss of your mother as a child ? I have travelled this same journey from age 4. I understand. x

  2. Dear Judith, my mother lost her brother when she was 9. she 's never accept to stay alive and not him. those loss are diging into our lifes during generations. it's what I'm expecting to express.
    thank you for your understanding. and so sorry for you.