A mother, before she became one, was just a innocent, carefree girl. And yet, in a sudden yet seamless transition becomes mature enough, strong enough to care for another human being The strength comes from wanting to be strong FOR someone else
Polka dotted red, straw hat, pushing a crib – young long legged mother of twoA little lumpy, sweet and old – yellow flower on her ear orders the cinnamon butter crepesThere was a student at this stand who went to UniversityLast season he made me crepes, with a little extra feta cheese in itStrumming the guitar, long moustathioed friendly artistChubby toddlers; stumbling achieversPetitions’ Stand with cynical signersGarden vegetable stand with exotic labelsRustic sugarcanes, pink strawberries, white orchidsAll this, and of course – a cup of warm Coffee, is very good for the soul