The Crying Child
What are endless?
An hour every time you look at the clock during the night or the light-blue sky stretching through the land during the boiling summer holidays.
What are alone?
A crying child who has lost her way and left in the cold, winter night, a thrown away box flattening sadly on the stony floor, and an argument with your family and they have left you alone.
What are Contented?
A cheerful family chuckling in their tiny, yellow cottage or a vase full of daffodils singing in the sunlight.
What are Short?
A nearly run out pen, the last day of your school and a 4-minute art-club.
What are long?
A never-ending staircase, a long hissing cobra and the long water-pipe hidden under the ground.
What are empty?
A forgotten thought, the classroom during the summer and a lonely child.
What are full?
A mind full of excitement of going to the fun-fair, a bowl full of hot biscuits and a room of
giggling squirrels swirling around.