23-SEP-2005
'wow where has the time gone
it seems like no one is having fun
the economy is in a tizzy
making me feel dizzy
but still glad i can look back
as nothing is white and black
the colour of the blonde hair
a world without a care
is why i feel free
for i am here
and i am still me'
~ marijka ~
'on the shores of the sound
no body could be found
a tribute to 9/11
for those who went to heaven
the rocks were brown
the city was only a town
but the cold chilly days
would not change our ways
my friend and me
we were by the sea'
~ marijka ~
sept 23 2007
'the streets of venice
reflect the old
last night's laundry
hanging to be sold
blows in the wind
i recall the day
i wish and i pray
that these thought won't linger
that feelings are suppressed
new avenues to travel
new riddles to unravel'
~ marijka ~
jan 10 2009
"oh beautiful day
come my way
to the top of the hill
i will call you bill
i will play your tunes
on the sandy dunes
i will live your dream
on the edge of what is seen'
~ marijka ~
jan 20 2009
'this month is mine
as i drink sweet wine
of life's joys and ills
there are no magic pills
i am but one with you
as we live this through
i am certain you know
that in the white snow
we melt in the heat
of the passionate heart beat'
~ marijka ~
nov 9 2008
'it's not a wonder
time does not stand still
we shine in our heart's glow
though it is not our will
that keeps us on our toes
looking for the next adventure
another year to fulfill
coming back for a refill'
~ marijka ~
sept 9 2008
"take me back to the time
of roses and wine
lovely images abound
i don't hear a sound
nothing left to contemplate
given god and given faith
i am on the upper course
you are the knight on the horse
save me from my destiny
inner beauty you will see'
~ marijka ~
sept 27 2007
Que Sera Sera
When I was just a little girl
I asked my mother, what will I be
Will I be pretty, will I be rich
Here's what she said to me.
Que Sera, Sera,
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours, to see
Que Sera, Sera
What will be, will be.
When I was young, I fell in love
I asked my sweetheart what lies ahead
Will we have rainbows, day after day
Here's what my sweetheart said.
Que Sera, Sera,
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours, to see
Que Sera, Sera
What will be, will be.
Now I have children of my own
They ask their mother, what will I be
Will I be handsome, will I be rich
I tell them tenderly.
Que Sera, Sera,
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours, to see
Que Sera, Sera
What will be, will be.
