and all the stones you collected

bring me something sweet when you come home

like jelly beans. or lemon sorbet. or chocolate covered peanuts. or something.

you cannot say, or guess, for you know only a heap of broken images

you gave me hyacinths first a year ago; they called me the hyacinth girl

but i almost always think of you

Pappa och Jag

Favourite things at the moment

Time

Money

Snow