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A Southern Boy With Vivid Dreams
Since early childhood I was aware of my sorroundings; looking around with the interest of a grown-up man, waiting for the golden sunrise with rosy streaks to rise from beyond the Paterno Mountain... to dazzle a southern boy with vivid dreams. The clock-tower, in the Fallen Soldiers memorial square wreath-adorned, stroke seven to announce the coming of a quite day in a valley, where orange blossoms strongly perfumed welcoming spring in all its daintiness and cheerfulness... as shallows retuned home flying over pines groves covered with gray. My chestnut-colored hair was gently brushed by a whimsical breeze, spreading the scent of jasmine's bushes wilting down; that's where robins took shelter when the summer sun was at its hightest peak and trees glistened and swayed to please a curious and adventurous southern boy with vivid dreams. Ever wondered how I had gotten to be an elaborate poet in childhood days, exploring everything to express myself in the most unique ways? It was love of Nature and its splendor breathed in with appreciation that made me who I am today, and wiping away the tears of golden age, I feel the fanthom of my presence wandering down a silent lane swarmed with sage. Night came with willowy shadows, carrying out their nocturanl task... not to frighten me, but to bring the brilliance of gleaming stars so perfectly aligned; and I dreamed with relief, knowing that there would be no endless wait to be overwhelmed with a mystery only revealed to a child with vivid dreams. I looked further above, beyond the stunning, starry sky as the brightest light shined. The country I am writing about is Italy
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