I couldn't sleep and I wrote a little poem. I'm planning to do a short animation for it and I'm going to read loudly the poem while the pictures are changing.
Here you can read it:
One hand, who is very alive...
One hand,
who is very alive,
Seeking a piece
of biscuit to survive.
Night comes
with a lot of Fear:
-What makes things disappear?
One hand,
who is very alive,
Waiting for the darkest night.
Full Moon and a scary noise:
-Where is my new toy?
One hand,
who is very alive,
Sleeping calmly after the night.
Dreaming about happy things.
And smiling,
Smiling on everything.
Here you can read it:
One hand, who is very alive...
One hand,
who is very alive,
Seeking a piece
of biscuit to survive.
Night comes
with a lot of Fear:
-What makes things disappear?
One hand,
who is very alive,
Waiting for the darkest night.
Full Moon and a scary noise:
-Where is my new toy?
One hand,
who is very alive,
Sleeping calmly after the night.
Dreaming about happy things.
And smiling,
Smiling on everything.
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