here I have used again the mega-frame of my embroidery machine - I find this poem very appropriate for some junge Damen....
I have embroidered this poem with the grand hoop of my machine..
I try to translate:
no prince will come and save you if you will always have a doze
and if you are not able to use your common sense
and if you always postpone your decisions on tomorrow.
No prince will come and care for you and tell you what to do.
Get yourself out of your prolonged sleep- otherwise you will be a poor twit.
No prince will come and drive away your sorrows by a kiss-
and no king´s son will lead you from the cooking pot to the king´s throne.
You yourself are able to master your life- you only have to rely on your own strength.
Begin today and don´t give a damn on the prince in the book of fariy tales!
I would appreciate receiving a comment from the native speakers whether or not they are able to únderstand the sense of this poem.
das war Bestandteil unseres heutigen Mittagessens...
a part of our today´s lunch...
eine Katzenlliebe......
they really love each other...
cat Fred has outgrown its Rosenbettchen now ...
a little autumnal still life ....
autumn greetings ...
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