6 November 2009

Seven...

is…
when life is lived per hour instead of per year
when pink is just a colour, not the colour
when the number of teeth you have, changes every month
when the world is full of stories and beliefs, instead of facts and theories
when the heart and mind are still so, so open
when secrets are best kept in boxes


Happy seventh my sweet Miss M.
And many, many returns.

3 comments:

Little Z said...

So true! Maybe 7 is the best part of your life :D
Happy Birthday Miss M!

Nic said...

luzie says 7 is cool! ;)

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, m.

meisjesmama said...

wat een mooi tekstje!!!