Remember my Steampunk ATC post? Well, yesterday I received a beautifully made ATC from Steampunk swap. Here it is.
Fun isn't it?
Have a great day.
D.I.Y projects with things that you may have at home already
Here is an original poem written by that Jewish boy:
The last, the very last,
So richly, brightly, dazzlingly yellow.
Perhaps if the sun's tears would sing
against a white stone....
Such, such a yellow
Is carried lightly 'way up high.
It went away I'm sure
because it wished
to kiss the world good-bye.
For seven weeks I've lived in here,
Penned up inside this ghetto.
But I have found what I love here.
The dandelions call to me
And the white chestnut branches in the court.
Only I never saw another butterfly.
That butterfly was the last one.
Butterflies don't live in here, in the ghetto.....