Memento
The sweet song of the Finch,
awoke me from my sleep.
From the open window, the wind
sent me sweet whispers of the leaves.
The poplar had blossomed during the night.
While the pavement was covered
by a snowy blanket of soft flowers.
The air was imbued with fragrances of revival and reincarnation.
Wholeheartedly I welcomed
the Spring ...
©?BesaD.
4/2004
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