Admiration

Good evening to all,

recently I noticed that either on tv 

or newspapers there is a certain 

amount of interest in children with

down syndrome.

I was fortunate to work (taking photos)

of a 2 year old child who was born with

this condition.  As a matter of fact my

own niece was like that but for other

issues only lived 8 months. 

These children are extremely intelligent

and do not know the difference between

them and the so called normal human world.

He was funny, he was curious, 

he just learned how to crawl and kept

going so fast that I had a little trouble

keeping up with him and feared for my

camera.

One instant he was happy then he would

stop and look at me as if I was the one

who was stopping him from being a child.

I making faces to make him laugh did not

work too well, but the moment I played his

game of hide and seek he was an angel for

my camera.  He even offered me his meal

of cereals then with one hand he just threw all

in the air as if saying you do not like my food...

I could see the strong personality in him, but

at the same time I could feel the sorrow of his

mother and the hardship that she knew awaited

her.  A young woman who loved that child 

it was evident but the sadness, the tiny specks 

of rage could be seen in her eyes when no one

was looking at her.  I will never tell this young

mother "I'm sorry I know how you feel...", 

it's a lie because I'm not in her situation and I

do not know how she feels deep inside.  

I admire all parents who care and love these

children and wish them all the best that life

can give them all. 

I will not publish a photo since I feel it is not

in me to show this young human without the

permission of the mother.  

Again I admire all of you, mothers & fathers

for affronting this challenge. 

Dreamless

Time does not change,
evolution is unstoppable,
from cavemen to   
universe exploration,
one never ceases to be amazed
by generations gone by and futuristic.
Leonardo the visionary could
just imagine what was behind is eyes.
Columbus the fearless kept going on,
not knowing his future.
Men of great visionary either
perfected the world or just destroyed it.
They were the dreamers.  Today,
with all the technological instruments
in our hands we create unbelievable
dreams that would have sounded
crazy to our ancestors. 
New bodies, limbs, brains and FACES.
Would I subject myself to such,
I do not believe so, since I'm part of the
dreamless generation that is stuck between
the old and the future, but can hardly accept
the present.

My dear reader, do not take offense in
my thinking of being of the silent dreamless
generation....

When my bones protest...

I'm part of the older generation emigrated
in the mid-1950...
Wowww that's old you will say!
I learned the old traditions from my grandmother
my mother too busy at work because we came here
with a carton suitcase, a few clothing items and
lots of hope to make a life in "America", because
we did not make the distinction between the
USA and Canada then.
So every end of summer we have to make homemade
tomato concentrate, peppers either pickled or roasted
and frozen.  Not to forget that later on there is the
cabbage and the wine, at times we make cheese and
some sausages.
This past weekend it was the 15 bushels of tomato concentrate
Well let me tell you it's backbone braking, first wash tomatoes,
then boil them for 5 minutes, then let them drip, pass them
in a cruncher, have the 1 litre jars ready & fill them.
close them tightly and then we have to boil them in
huge pans and let them cool in that water after 30 boil.
But who invented all this work? mind you the difference
when you do your sauce is noticeable from any junk that
you buy in stores.  Roasted peppers 2 bushels, peel them,
clean and let them drip.  Then make portions in zip locks
and freeze them, in winter one medium size pepper costs
$2.00.   Hey life is what it is & being a pensioner need to
save some pennies.  So for this year, my peppers
and tomato concentrate is DONNNNEEEEEEE.

So now I can return to my pass time (writing) or at least
put down some words and ideas & associate it with my
photos until it's time for more back breaking work.

Far from old

Tonight flipping through the TV
that I usually never watch, there
was a movie. So what's the joke
you will say...
It was situated in Verona, Italy
the city were supposedly
the story of Romeo & Juliet
took place.  The romantic tragedy
written by William Shakespeare.
Are we such a society that still
believes in these fairy tales or would
you go there and leave a message
just under the famous balcony
professing your lost love in today's
time and maybe hoping for a different
ending then the poor Romeo & Juliet...

Shhhhhh don't tell but I would love to
go and see it for myself & just read
those love notes left on Juliet's home
but the cream of the cream it's if you
put your hand on her right breast, then
you will be blessed in your love life,
if you already do not have it .
Ahhhhh L'Amour toujour l'Amour.     

Any logic...

Is there any logic in what we see
and do......
At times we strongly believe in what
we believe we see,
to realize that it was
a figment of our fantasy.
Just play it, thank you
and questions yourself if
what you see is reality or
just a fantasy.

Silence is gold

Why this title and why this image?

I just got some horrific news from
the old continent, twisted tongs
enjoying burning me and family to
the ground.
My soul revolts to such behavior,
a behavior that is one side views.
I don't believe in curses but then I
wish I knew a deadly curse.
If you are a church person, how can
you and with which authority you
amuse yourself in defaming not
only me but my hole family. 
Do I keep my mouth shut and pretend
having heard nothing, do I bury my
head and heart in the sand and go on
as if nothing is going on. 
I do not believe I can take it any longer,
but being a non violent person, I will
ignore these two tonged individuals
and hope (since I don't pray any longer)
that all is said and done against
their family will come and hunt them
and their descendant for eternity....

PS: look at this image and hope you
see what I saw while composing it.

You, me and nature

only a trial for now, hope to have more ideas

to complement this type of work. 
Thank you to all who come & look
at my work.

Why me...

The famous WORDS heard
over and over.
"Why me..." when we don't feel
good.  When jealousy attacks our
hearts and mind.
At times only because we don't
feel like putting an extra effort
or simply because one is lazy.
Why - perche, pourquoi,por qué yo,
γιατί εγώ,warum ich,
words that are learnt at an early
stage in our lives and that we can't
seem to shake them out of our mouths,
Me - me as a baby, as a child, teenager,
young adult, parent, middle aged,
old and super older.
I have known a beautiful lady
who 45 years ago helped me get up
after I fell down in my garden & could
not manage to get up.  I was 8 months
pregnant (luckily) the baby was not
harmed in the fall, but this lady came
to my rescue, took a hose and made me
drink some water, washed by face,
helped me to my feet and then called
for help.  She never said a word,
I never said a word, but we understood
the critical situation and acted quickly.
Today this lady is 109 years old,
my son is 45 years old, I just wish I
could say to her 'THANK YOU', because
in all these years I never saw her again,
she fell sick and never came back home
but I know she still is alive and does not
recognize anyone from 45 years ago, after
helping me she had a stroke...
I had a lucky stroke with her helping me,
but her stroke was not so clement towards her.

Running clouds

Let the wind softly sway
the grass at the foot of
the majestic mountains
shadowed by the running
clouds.
The whistling wind is no
stranger to these parts.
A lizard will adventure
and breed a second of
respite reassuring himself
that no birds are around
the sturdy mountain flower
laughs off is thirst knowing
that is time is up, the sun
is the stronger giant in
the dry plains at the
foothills of the mountain...

Like a fool

Like a fool, I run with no objective.
My taughts are only for you,
then I stumble, fall and to no avail
try to retrace that road that has
vanished.
Still keeping my run,
again my taughts are following you.
To no avail that light brightening your
eyes were only for me, now no more.
Sitting on the edge of this great sea
my taughts are still  trying to
make sense of why that smile has gone with
the waves out of my life and my heart.
Where did I go wrong? what did I say,
that my taughts still can't figure out,
probably will never leave me, since
these are the last guardian of you
my lost angel... There is no star
bright or shining like you, but they
come back to tease me nightly, but
they forget that it's not you.
Goodnight my love, I will preserve
these taughts of you until you decide
to come back to me...

Millennium

"On a silent night,
shinning stars and sister moon,
say goodnight  to men who came to
them following their reflections on the sea
Reaching new adventurous destinations,
knowing to be brought back to the same sea
on any of their curious trips,
moon and stars ignoring that 
certain means can go faster than 
they did for millenniums, a race
that for sure we all know who's the winner..."

Happy 4th of july

To all my friends south of the border from
East to west coast
have a super duper 4TH OF JULY
festivities.

Heat

It's not normal for us Canadians to
be melting all at once.
Most selfish people close their doors
to the vulnerable, sick or babies.
PLEASE if you have or see anyone
in need of fresh air do not hesitate
to give them a little cold water, even
a gentle spray with a hose at the
hands and feet will help. 
Don't let or be foolish because
you are in a cool house,room or under
a tree.  Heat does not pardon stupidity
of humans against their fellow humans.

Take care Canada it won't last much
longer.

Fear of the silence

Silence please,
silence during these few moments.
A sound arriving from a faraway
distance finally reaches me.
Do I stop or continue my run,
will my feet finally stop and let
me concentrate, long enough to
make out the sound that just reached
me.
All my senses are in high alert,
almost to a deadly fear.
But no one is around, no wind
to play tricks, birds are hidden in
their tree branches not sure what to
expect, the older feathered friends
shielding their little ones to keep them
quiet at least until the danger feeling
passes by.
I feel a hiss or is it a warm breath
tickling my neck, or just my imagination
working overtime.  My blood seems
to boil and wants to let out steam but
my pores are closed-up.
Tingles run up and down my body
like a race track with no stopping end.
I turn around and around, I look up the
tree tops and down the flowing river,
a leaf is dancing around when no wind
is rustling between trees and my fear  is
rising by the seconds.
Clic cloc clic cloc when out of nowhere
appeared a deer, he looked straight into
my eyes and I into is eyes, both respecting
our territories & in unison we both turned
and continued our own ways.
All the fear fleeing my body and for sure
the deer body as well....

Sundown departure

"If you keep looking at my departure,
please do not despair,
I will be back and join you
in twenty four time,
will you still enjoy the show
that I put on for you,
wherever you may be.
Let my rays reach your heart,
warm your tired bones and inspire
your eyes to my beauties of this
world.....".

Eagle

"Let the eagle dare, 
give him all the space 
needed to spread his
wings through the 
mountains of this planet,
do not confine his life
and freedom for the
sake of man's pleasure....."

When you are sad...

When you are sad
just look at nature
and it's healing powers.

Just click - sorry for not having a little music to it.
Have a great day.

Let it shine

Just wandering how it works.
One of my experiment at the early stage...
If anyone has ideas how I can improve it,
please do not hesitate to leave me a
message.  See what this tiny video does.
Many thanks, La Canadienne.

Hope it works.

Tulips

When all the rest of the world has finished
seeing these blooming, they say goodbye until
next time.
In my part of the world
where spring is very lazy
in showing up, now is the
time to enjoy these.
They are everywhere
an inch of earth is available
they grow wild or in different
settings.  Some are manicured
by humans, other just grow and
die slowly. 
They are colored or just white,
they are frizzy or plain, they shine
through the sunlight or give
shadows just enough to make you
stop and look at them ...
They are the Canadian Tulips.

Speak of her

"When you speak of her,
speak not with tears,
for thoughts of her should
not be sad ones. 
Let memories of the times
you shared together
give you comfort,
for her life was rich because
of YOU...".

Ask for ....

What, yes what is it with me.
One day I'm full of life
of joy almost to convince
others that I am the most happy
person on earth.
Then, like a veil that falls
softly I'm reduced to rags.
No energy, long face,
eyes that seem clear and sharp
are only masquerading a lie.
No one believes me if I try
to reach for help. 
All stay away from me
not knowing how to approach
and find out what is wrong,
because I don't let them come
near for fear of disappointing
them.
I'm only disappointing myself
for not asking help....

A while...

Hellooooooooooo.
It's been a while that I closed my mind.
A weekend of souvenirs,
a light dimmed by time
always a reminder that my mom
is not around with me.
I understand
I know
I feel
her presence besides me
I should be joyful that my brain
and heart is full of good times.
No need to see you, your granddaughter
stole your eyes.  Your voice is still
on the answering machine, but one
day I will let it rest.  Mom you
loved this flower and this garden toy
looking at them makes me happy
I can see, touch and remember your
gorgeous stories about them.
Sunday is your day, so please                 
pardon me if I come tomorrow,
deposit these two and I'll just walk
away, knowing that you are still with
us...
Enjoy your new life mom.

Life

If only one
would enjoy life.

Our world would be a better place
to live in....
I might be a dreamer or a no brainer but
what is the use to go against our destinies,
wake up, life is short,
once it passed there's
no going back.

Our world

What is our world coming to.
We cry and laugh
we work and rest
but do we stop to reflect
on this condition that
afflicts our modern society.
Wish I could talk more about
this subject, but today if you
write your beliefs it will come
back & bite you.
One has to agree with modern
societies or hibernate like bears
who have found a peaceful medium
and adhere to it, but not the humans,
one poet used to say:
"The person who gets up first is the
one to make the rules of the days...".

Another test

Hope this is the last test &
I will be back to normal again.
Thanks for understanding.

Hope it's OK

Hi friends, I just made some changes to this blog,
and hope all is going well.
Should you have problems please
leave me a note, so that I can fix it.

Thank you & have a great day.

It's spring

Hello everyone yesterday April 16, 2018 was
a weird spring day.

For once our meteorologist kept their words,
ice, ice pellets, cold, wind, slush, rain,
freezing rain all in the space of 24 hours...
and that's our spring of 2018.

A long time...

It's been a long time that I did not
post anything new.  First of all I'm
a person who enjoys exploring and
trying new ideas, sites, processes,
I love to experiment with photos
and as such I'm always on the lookout
for new textures, new colors, new
actions.  So hope you got where I'm
arriving... I downloaded a program
believing it was from a safe site and
did I get the surprise of my life...
My computer was almost smoking
by itself.  It would open, close,
go dark, go slow, go so fast that one
could only stare at it and before one
realizes what's the problem it just
dies on you.
Now what?
how could it happen?
How come my anti virus did not pick it up?
How come it was listed as a safe sites
and then kaboommmm it killed my computer.
Tried for a few hours to see what I could do,
to no avail, it was completely and surely dead.
I'm no expert, so still panicking called the
Computer Man for a solution...
Oh dear, please bring it in, we will look at it
and then I will tell you the cost to put it back
together.  So ok, how much could it be?
My list of problem was half a mile long.
1) it needed to be reformatted.
2) I needed a list of programs that I had on my "box"
3) did I want the latest version of this or that program
4) did I want the latest version of the operating system.
5) did I save all my materials on the hard disk or another place.
also...
it looked like my video card was shot,
my cd player was shot,
my sound system shot,
my mother board could be shot

I started to turn white at all this mambo jumbo,
I said "is there anything worth saving on this darn box".
my computer man said: "Lady buy a new one and bring it
to me so that I can make it to your specifications..."
So until I find a computer that pleases me, I have to
contend myself with my old and reliable 10 year old portable.
Hopefully that will teach me to not be to adventurous and
don't believe when they say "Download from this safe site"...

So hopefully I'll get all my material back and be more active.

Do not stop time...

Tic Tac Tic Tac says my grandfather clock
do not laugh I still have a clock that looks
older than I am...
Sitting in a corner counting the time
ticking away, never tiring or complaining.
From it's position he says hello and goodbyes
but most of the time no one pays attention.
I'm the only one who still look at it
believing that he realizes that if not for me
it would have been disposed off a long time ago.
It's his duty to keep me company when I'm
lonely and sad.  He's happy to see me happy
when I count the tic tacs in anxiety for
special events. He quiets down, feeling my
sorrow or my strange moods.
At times I let myself to sleep with it's
murmurs and wake up joyful enough to
blow the clock a great happy kiss.
That's what love of old object is all about,
since I am part of the older generation
who does not want time to stop....                  

Love

No paper needed
to write about love,
paper can be washed out.
Even love etched on stones
won't last, since stones
can be broken.
Do etch love in our hearts,
where no one can touch it or
erase it, it will remain forever
there to be part of us.

Go out & snap

I found this and it made me want to
go out and keep on snapping with my
camera.
Guess I will not use the flash otherwise
people will believe I'm nuts and a little
annoying.
But it's so much fun when you come
back behind the computer & look at
what you took, good or bad shots,
they are still YOUR pieces of art.

PS: this gif (is not mine).

Feelings.

"Let the sun slowly
warm my bed of ice,
wishing you all the
best while saying
your goodbyes for the night,
with a star or two for
friends, I will wait until
tomorrow and yell a
loud good morning
sunshine...".

At times it takes a look at a nature shot like this,
to wake up feelings hidden in our souls.

March craziness

Today first of march,
here is a saying from my nonna.

February is short and sour,
March is crazy...
one is fooled by the exit of
February mid weather leaving
like a sheep & to be replaced by
lion march.
But little do people know about
this MARCH,
it's craziness at it's highest point
when you expected least.
It will lash at your in a brutal way,
remembering the 4th of march 1971,
when it dumped 3 feet of snow in the
space of 18 hours. People had gone to
work and running shoes but never
made it back to their homes before the
next day in late afternoon, the city was
closed, only emergency vehicles where
allowed out at their risks and perils.
So what will this march bring us????

New Dawn

"Let the new dawn
emerge from it's  sleep,
spread light to those
who proclaim being 
blind to beauty, humans
along with nature.
Do not let darkness win,
life only gives you many
chances over a period of time
protect yourself, old people
but your children are your flesh
and blood....."

Tomorrow the 14

Should I or should I not,
tomorrow is the 14th day
of the second month of the
year...
It's a day that lovers celebrate
or is it just a commercial day.
Today going shopping mostly
mid-aged people were buying
stupid things to give to whoever
they had in mind for tomorrow.
I'm not against it, please do not
get me wrong. But my question is
what happens to the rest of the year?
Will the giver forget his sweetness
for the coming days and return
to his crappy self. 
Let's be honest, I'll have a long face
if I do not get recognition of love
for the 14th, but again if the rest of
the year he/she will treat me badly
then I DON'T WANT ANYTHING
if you believe that I will forget the
rest of the year.
A smile, a hug, a thank you, is
sufficient along a helping hand
and I will be happy for the all times.

February colors

Who affirmed that February is a shabby month.
Instead look at it this way.
February posses two face.
The white face during the day
and a tormented face at sundown.
Early mornings are two colors,
gray and black and cold.
All day long one can only wish to
hibernate.
Then slowly so slowly clouds break out,
the wind pick up & along comes the
freezing wind to cool our bones.
Then suddenly it's sundown,
mother nature has a show to perform
and I'm ready to give an applause at the
end of the spectacle.
Just like a painter facing it's canvas
his hands and fingers find the way to
marvel the passerby eyes that will
stop, turn and speechless will stand
there and soak in the beauty that
comes and very slowly just dies down.
I'm left content and keep on walking
until maybe tomorrow appointment
with another painting for me to assess
and signed "mother nature".

The slow trot

My slow trot over the frozen field,
the air is crisp,
each steps is a cry of joy,
chatter and bell ringing
just a touch of sunlight for my
shadow to follow me,
I will trot silently until the sun
decides it's time to lay down to
sleep, I will keep on walking
on this land of mine,
trotting away for all to see me.
I need only love and goodwill
and a ball of hay to munch on
and rest until the sun rises
asking me to rise and go out
with him on the frozen field....

NB: there's not many left of these
carriages for the new generation to
experience, horses are like people
love them, care for them & they
will enjoy their lives too.                 

Tonight

Tonight is special
I'm alone with myself
I played hard all day
not stopping, always on the go
running after the world
realizing that I can't stop it
no matter how I try.
Tonight I decided to
let the world go by.
I just closed my eyes
letting the void take over
my body.
I can hear a pin drop
my heart beat' is worse
than a tam tam
but it's not of me to stop it.
I look around
realizing that years went by
and won't stop until I
decide to stop them.
Coward I'm not,
so I will keep on living
until the end of time.
I am proud of myself
tonight of all nights.
So let's sing and dance
even if only by myself....

Dream for me too...

Dear reader tonight roaming through some old
songs of my beloved Naples, Italy I came across
an old song "O surdato Nnammurato".
A young man went to war and sings about
his love..

So what other words could he
(or all those who go to war today)
have written about.

"I dream of keeping my dream
alive or until it will last
or to our last breath..
At the twilight time,
I dream of holding your warm hands
and caressing the palms of those
fragile hands that caressed me in the past.
Please keep that spark  glowing in your eyes
that was only mine to enjoy,
your looks drove me crazy,
so I look at this twilight and dream
of afterglows that we will share
upon my return.
I pray that my body will remain just
as you remember it, I can't promise
you much more, here we never know
if we will see another twilight or that
we can walk towards it.
So dear one, keep dreaming for me too,
and keep your arms and heart warm and
open for me upon my return..." .

NB:That's why I choose this photo of the
moon and the golf of Naples, taken in 2015
in the darkness of the night. 

What is better ...

Let's shake hands
once it was acceptable
today handshake
is as foreign as a smile
what have we done
is it we have created
germs or they were there
way before us.
Who cared if a child had
eaten sand, or shared his
meal with the family dog,
hands were made to be used
and just wiped as best as
it could be done.  People
were healthy and happy,
a handshake was a universally
agreement between humans.
Today do not touch me your
full of germs.  Why would
I shake your hands, you will
brake mine with your strength
or is it...
People have lost their common
sense and they claim they are
smart and well behaved.
Oh please let's go back to the
time of brotherhood and not
wanting to see the other dead because
he does not agree with me, you or them...

To a friend

Dear friend,
tonight that feeling loneliness
maybe I will find words to
help you out.
Understanding what you feel
for others and neglecting yourself,
is no reason to go by and live
a life of loneliness.
There's no need for such a feeling,
to be strong for the world is useless
since the world will go on no matter
what or how you feel.
Not everyone is made to have a mate
to walk along with you, give you
love and happiness as we know it,
or even a family to see you grow old.
Dear friend when I read your letters
I can feel your pain, your frustrations,
your lack of taste for life, but it's not
a reason to stop living.
Living is to wake up every day and
share it with the world. What good is
it to you if you can't stand to look at
yourself in the mirror.
It's useless, pointless and harmful to
the health of your sanity.
I'm not asking you to go out and
offer friendship to the first human or
animal that crosses your path.
I'm not asking you to become prisoner
of your four walls, but I am asking you
to stop, listen to your heart, open your
eyes to the beauty that is around you,
you might not like your body, but does
these days...
Never stop believing your yourself
but rather say yourself these words:
" I am alive and I will keep on living".
So my friend if you need my shoulder
to cry on, please just whistle, yell, call,
write or even a ring on my phone and
I will run as fast as I can to you.

Winter blues

"One loves to just walk,
fields are frozen,
tree branches cringe,
wind howl loudly,
sounds reach my mind
crying under each of my steps,
the air is crisp but good
enough to receive shadows
from above, until the sun
decides it's time to either
rise or lay down to sleep,
and I will keep on walking
on this land of mine for
eternity...."

Feelings

When feeling cooped,
go out and explore.
When the blues assails
you just stop and go out.
When feeling overjoyed,
bring your joy outside and
spread it to the world.
If you are lonely and sad
take your camera and
look around, you will be
surprised at what the world
looks like good or bad.
But if you need a hug,
don't ask anyone to hug you,
the world is mean out there,
so just take your TEDDY BEAR
and hug it tight, he will never
disappoint you ...

Walking with water ...

Mankind is born from water,
Lives in a watery life
not knowing or respecting water.
From a drop that traveled a
body it merges and embraces
it's counterpart and form a body.
The body grows, forms itself,
swims, drinks, and kicks in water.
Water if full of life and keeps
life in shape. That's why we have
a fascination for water.
Water just as it gives life can kill
also. It has a magnetic that capture
your attention and fear, your peace
and you defiance, all just for our
love of water.
Walking with or around,
in or outside,
water is what makes mankind.

Homeless wish

"To stand alone motionless 
is a search of my values,
to stand here is looking for 
my lost peace. 
If you see me like this, 
please do not worry,
I shall come back 
to the world 
when I am ready..."

Not stars

Perhaps they are not the stars,
but rather openings in Heaven
where the love of our lost ones
pour through and shines down
upon us  to let us know that they
are happy.

Hello New Year.....

Hello everyone first of all let me wish you all

A FANTASTIC NEW YEAR 2018.

It's been a while that I did not write much,
but with the holidays, grandchildren and the weather,
believe me it has not been easy.
My old bones are starting to protest for 1001 reasons.
Too cold, too hot, too humid, too tired, well you get
the message,  One has to listen to the messages
one's body tells you.

Up until the 20th of December I complained that there
was not feelings, ambiance for the holidays, little did I
now what mother nature had in store for all of us.
It started to snow, snow, snow and more snow for
days on.  Then the deep freeze from the Arctic that
reached us for days, days, days and more days,
but then here comes the "Bomb Cyclone" I had never
heard of this expression and we only got the tail end,
but poor people who were in it's path it must have been
heel on earth.  Now the snow is back, BUT...........
guess what in two days we shall fall in spring time
weather with a +6 to 8 degrees C for ONE DAY,
then slowly up and down the scale of minus and plus
just to play with our nerves along with the freezing rain
promised for certain areas.

Do I need to dress up or down this week?
who knows.  Time will tell, so you out there take good
care and watch out for the "flu" bug.  Don't let the
freezing or warm temperature fool you.

That is life

With a world full of surprises
what could happen to turn lives
around.
People lost their livelihood on
a spring day, houses under water,
children laughing at the canoe ride
down their streets, animals shivering
from abnormal situations and today
some are still at the mercy of the 
bureaucrats.  House are rotting, people
seek shelters, others are camping in
relatives living rooms, but the bureaucrat
sits in his usual comfort with a good meal
in his belly and a comfy bed to sleep in
worry free. 
On these few days left before the
joyous holiday, are those homeless people
happy, I'm just wandering and are you
wandering also mr.bureaucrat?