ludi

Dear Madam/Sir, as you may know, your excellency, worthy and honorable visitor, Ludy likes to paint, draw, read and write. She likes to dance to salsa, merengue, and bachata. When Nancy Graves was making a film Izy Boukir in Morocco, she was asked "Why camels?", she replied "Because they shouldn't exist. They have flesh on their hoofs, four stomacks, and a dislocated jaw. Yet with all the illogical form the camel still functions." She's too lazy at times, at most! She also gets bored easily! A poem in memory of grandma-People Sticks-She gently strokes my long hair To brush it with gentle care We part outside for the air to do its share My hair is dry, she pulls it back away to look at my baby face and blatant eyesWe sit outside resting on the path to draw people sticks, dogs and cats I bring her smiles and tranquility For I am the one she loves in lifeWe talk about my future The lottery, the trips, my prince Things she never got to see I cherish our undying memoriesLudivina Rojas Copyright ©2008I Pretended- (In memory of Mario and those in the Navy)I had to pretend I was valiant although within me I feared our assailants I prayed at high speeds desperately Maybe God would listen if I got down on my knees While I held the weapon I was trembling effortlesslyThe boat rocked back and forth My body out of poise Suddenly, I heard his voicePlease be confident my child For I will never leave you to face your fears alone Just hold on till the end regardless of the thrownThe boat steadied and serenity came back to me as we ended the encounter with our enemies But, far most because the Lord was there to comfort meLudivina Rojas Copyright ©2008