puhkuse viimane päev.
hea on olnud.
Võistes 2x,
Helsinkis Dagnel külas.
ja kõik see on pannud mind mõtlema, et olengi suur.

Vaata neid üksikuid hingi

iga päevaga enam on neid.

Sihitult tormavad ringi

ja nad ei märkagi meid.

(Lõik ühest Trafficu laulust)

(Lugesin vanu maile ja leidsin selle..)

The Thankful Poem

I am Thankful:

For the teenager who is not doing the dishes but is watching t.v.
Because that means he is at home and not out on the streets.

For the taxes that I pay
Because it means that I am employed

For the mess to clean up after a party
Because it means I have been surrounded by friends.

For the clothes that fit a little snug
Because it means I have enough to eat.

For my shadow that watches me work
Because it means I am out in the sunshine

For a lawn that needs mowing, windows that need cleaning and gutters that need fixing
Because it means I have a home.

For all the complaining I hear about government
Because it means I have freedom of speech.

For the parking spot I find at the far end of the parking lot
Because it means I am capable of walking and that I have been blessed with transportation.

For my huge heating bill
Because it means I am warm.

For the lady behind me in church that sings off key
Because it means I can hear.

For the pile of laundry and ironing
Because it means I have clothing to wear.

For weariness and aching muscles at the end of the day
Because it means I am capable of working hard

For the alarm that goes off in the early morning hours
Because it means that I am alive for another day.