The Swan

Once my mom told me a story About a swan singing a song… She says the swan knew death was coming And before it happens… It wanted all birds around listen A beautiful Love song to sparkle the lake She told me the swan was enchanted Because never ever a swan sang a song As a girl I was listening attentively Without understanding The story at all She continued… and I was delighted To hear the end of my mom’s tale But instead, I saw her eyes closing … As she whispered A song… I will never forget Later on I discover the story Was not even true, was only a fairy- tale But I keep in my heart her anecdote As I believe truth… everything she said As I remember her In a Love song … through sparkles As the Swan in the lake…