The boy lifted his head.
Vide, planted in the moon, a flag.
What a stupid injury: are we to take it off, he said to himself.
and apologize.
The child saw the tears.
Maybe one day we will learn the hugs, kisses, not to be afraid of, he said to himself.
learn to say I love you, even without having ever heard.
E 'a poem of images and thoughts, dreams and ideas, hopes to touch the chords of the reader until the last surprising page.
The best wishes for every expectant mother and every child on arrival.
be necessary
Text by Thierry Lenain
Illustrated by Olivier Tallec
Lapis Editions 2005
€ 13.50
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