For my daughter Manine*
Love has so many faces, Manine,
one every moment, black, brown or green.
Open your eyes and you'll see very clearly
how all those faces do love you so dearly.
Hate has no face, is the end of a world
doesn't know anything, is filled with dirt,
kills all your feelings, makes you feel sad
gives you a pain in your stomach and head.
Love is a giving thing, happens and is
sometimes a smile and often a kiss.
Loving is friendly and makes you feel good
keeps you in health and in a good mood.
Hate is a black hole of nothing but blindness
holding you down in your own tears and dryness.
Love is a feeling of happily giving.
Love makes you really feel: 'Yes, I'm living' !
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*The Dutch name 'Manine' is pronounced 'Maneen'
Jan Arends, 'Catalan poetry, 1987. The photos
show Manine and my granddaughter Dana.
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