Tag: love
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D is for Duu
Duu can be Дуу (song) or Дүү (younger sibling) in Mongolian. My sister Tseye I chose this word because I miss my only sister Tseye. She lives in Mongolia. She really wanted to be here when our son Billy passed away. She misses me and listens to this song ‘Ijiin Entei egch’ in Mongolian. I’ll […]
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C is for Clouds
Silver coloured clouds shimmering in the sky Secret held hearts floating with hope Silk wearing snakes dancing with dragons Cigar holding cowboys sipping their pints Sword spinning ninjas shaping their art Saucy little madams shaking their hips Metal birds flying past the party Melting love torn apart sadly Misty clouds flirting with hearts
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Mother’s Day
My little boy wonders whether I am asleep I’m not sure if I should open my eyes But when I start to open them, He thinks I’m waking up. I lay in bed. His careful steps get closer I pretend. ‘Mummy, do you want to open your card?’ he whispers. That’s me. I see […]
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Diary entry: How do you cope?
Hallo Billy. Mummy started this blog post a while ago and keeps coming back and then something happens and not finishing it. How do you cope? How do you get up in the morning? These are the questions we are asked a lot. Mummy and Daddy have to get on with our lives and look […]
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Why I write in English
why do you write in English? if I write in my mother tongue, my mother will read it if she reads my pain you know how mother’s love is her heart will ache it’s simple, I love her dearly why do you write in English? if I write in my native tongue, my father will […]
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Diary Entry – 2012 A New Year
Hallo Billy Buuz Christmas and New Year time is almost over. We have been visiting friends and having people round. We had a quiet Christmas day. Just the five of us. Your sisters, brother, Daddy and Mummy. Daddy got you all your advent calendars. Yours was the one with reindeers and Santa. Ella’s was […]
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Eat, Play, Love
We sat down to have our Saturday dinner, the adventure packed burgers made by my husband. The turkey burgers were spiced with love and few other ingredients which my tongue failed to recognise. They were just delicious. ‘It’s quiet without No 2, isn’t it?’ my husband looked at me. ‘Yes.’ I agreed thinking about my […]
Guuye ~ Гүүеэ 