Thoughts of a dancer

I don’t think this is how Christmas has to be.

We should all gather around

And announce what we have found.

We should talk about the sky.

And the wisdom filled ground.

– In the church we must rejoice, –

Always tells us Sister Ruth.

In the church we have no choice,

But to witness the holy truth,

In Canada we eat turkey,

In Ukraine we drink Champaign.

In America beef jerky,

In Africa food from the drain.

I hope you get what I’m trying to say,

But if you still, don’t you will some other day.

I will finish this tomorrow, for sure not today.

And when I do, you’ll be amazed what I say.

Vadim Garbuzov, 24th of December, 2000

To father’s birthday 2001

Found a job I see,

We congratulate you with our big family.

I know you feel much better and stable,

Because now you’ll afford to buy yourself cable!

Now it’s the time to learn some more,

And in a break between that visit a corner store.

You will stay in Vancouver,

Or go to New York

And maybe Hong Kong to eat some Chinese pork.

Vancouver is perfect,

You can work and relax,

It’s kind of villagelike but,

It’s not like you have to work with an axe.

37 years old –

It’s not an old age.

When you turn 40,

In the book of your life

It will be the next page.

I will try dancing,

It might work out.

But the main thing is not to do anything you doubt.

Who knows what might happen?

Iet’s not fortune tell.

Let’s live our life and say what the Hell!

Vadim Garbuzov, August, 2001, 2009–2010

To father’s birthday 2002

When in life the bad situation comes,

It’s payment for the good times before.

There comes the time when we realize

That good and bad even out their score.

All ups and downs in life