Whistle in the Wind

Sometimes I wonder what I might hear. The wind in my hair, a drop falling down my cheek like a fresh cried tear. It’s just not real, not clear. But in the meantime, it really appears. It’s there, like a whisper in my ear. Just like a teardrop from a cloud which will appear like a whistle in the windand a whisper in my ear… De Gans

A kiss from heaven

Standing outside, my cheek in the sun, softly kissed by the wind. Who’s singing softly in my ear Whispering the words ‘I love you’ I feel loved by the ones Who left us behind Who died recently, Or longer ago… Just loved, Words were sung in my brain, caressing my face, softly whispering in my hair. As a kiss from heaven… Forever in my life. De Gans Mooi Leven, by


A cat sitting on my lap. Softly purring. Sleeping. Asking for a hug, Rubbing his cheek to my hand to say he loves me. Keeping me company. Every day. Showing me what really is important in life. It is not having money, No big cars, Not a big house with a large garden… But… Just to be loved. To be in good health, To be free. To be together, with

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Marije De Gans




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