Tag: Poems

Hello God!

Thank You for a dolls our children play with. You know I tell you a secret, whispering “I am writing this post because of my child is busy with her dolls”. Thank you, dolls of my daughter.

We were walking around wonderful Château de Josselin and the French told us how to love in the previous post. Today the French family – the owner of the castle share with us the code to the Key to Immortality.

At the end of the 19th century, the Duchess de Rohan, great-grandmother the present owners of the castle, started to collect dolls. She has collected a dolls and toys of children for four generations and the fine collection was born.

This private collection, the most important in France, is composed of more 5000 dolls, toys and games, ranging from the 17th century up to present day.

“Childhood is measured out by sounds and smells and sights, before the dark hour of reason grows”, said John Betjeman. I know now why our own faces are grey in a mostly cases – because of this dark hour of adolescence.

My pretty, pretty Josselina

You live in the country

Where the Sun is brighter

The grass is greener.

Celestial Light of childhood,

I am floating in,

Gives the rays of understanding

The main enigma of life:

Why Le Petit Chaperon Rouge is so kind to tell to wolf a road to grandmother?

Why my Nanny is so sweetheart?

The code of the Key to Immortality

These little angels are telling to us:

We live in our children.

And children are fruits of Love.

Thank you for sharing this happy moment with me. We are kinder and wiser now than we were a second ago. Our faces are smiling and lighter, because of the happy knowledge about the code.

Happy Monday!