#AlphabetChallenge#WeekPforPaper Words written on paper can produce powerful memories. Was looking to clear out some old cookbooks books when this note, written by my late mother over 30 years ago, fluttered out. As I read it I could hear her voice as if she was in the room.
Guten Morgen liebe Welt 🌍!
Ich will weg - mit dem Ballon
Oft gewünscht hab ich das schon;
Weg von allen Ängsten, Sorgen,
Sei gegrüßt! Salut bis morgen.
Einen Freitag, der dir das bringt, was sei Name verspricht!
Frei - Tag, den wünsche ich dir.
Before anybody starts asking questions, I’d like to make three things perfectly clear.
I didn’t dig the hole.
I haven’t buried anything.
And whatever the FC finds underneath that bush was already there when I arrived.
I trust that concludes the investigation.