Joanna Svensson
I FEEL FOREVER YOUNG

                                                  

I feel forever young
When love resides in my heart
When love speaks through pictures
When love hides behind words

Words - as beautiful as roses
Sensual - fragrant of love
Sensual - fragrant of longing
Longing that is so painful
A longing that is so painful

I feel forever young
Like a newborn butterfly
Hovering over a newborn meadow
I feel like a beautiful rose
Forever safe
In my garden of youth!

©® Joanna Svensson

© Picture Joanna Svensson

Joanna Svensson
ONE OF THE LOVLIEST MOMENTS OF MY LIFE
To my lovely daughter Helena on her birthday

                    

It was a beautiful early morning
In The blooming month of June
A month I remember so well
With odours of life
With fragrance of flowers
And sweet smells of love
For the newborn baby girl

It was a girl - so sweet and so lovely
A girl - so lovely and sweet
Sweet as the sweetest of angels
Lov'ly as a newsprung scarlet rose

I saw the light - from out of heaven
Bearing a message - with her name
The name that would spread - love and light
Love that would follow her - all through her life

This beautiful early morning
In the blooming month of June
A month I remember so well
When life smelled sweet
When blooms were blooming
And sweet smelled my love
For the newborn baby girl

And love still smells sweet
Now and forever
Your name is a torch
Sparkling with light
It lights up the nighttime
As well as the daytime
Your love for everyone
Is forever - as are you!

©® Joanna Svensson

©Picture Joanna Svensson

Svenstorp the 7th of June 2019

Joanna Svensson
LAST STOP - FORTUNATE STATION

What a lovely summers morning
That awaited me
At the central station of Ronneby

The station
Filled with the shy smile of peonies
Filled with their subtil fragrance

The fragrance was steeped with longing
The fragrance was filled with summer
And shy thoughts - shivering with expectation

It felt like you were on
An express train through life
Filled with feelings
Filled with words
Filled with thoughts
All gathered
During most of your life

Like the flowers of life
The flowers of fortune
Filled with life's most inner thoughts
Filled with life's most inner wishes
Filled with life's most inner fragrances

One fragrance that's called love
Love - a word; such a magical word
It reflects the longing of your soul
The longing for respect
Respect for who you are
Loved for the one you are

And now - the express train has stopped
On FORTUNATE Central Station
Where all the flowers of life
If they were touched
Touched by a magical stick
Got all their colors back

And then the flowers started talking
The flowers started singing
The flowers started playing again
The music of love - on FORTUNATE Station

I remember this as if it was yesterday
And I know that I always will
That love, respect and happiness
Are the sole three magic words
That is most important in the world

And now - right in front of me you stand
With a bright and honest summer smile
With a huge bouquet of peonies
Plucked in your garden of long time longing!

©®Joanna Svensson

Picture: private collection