PARA A SARITA
"Do you know how pale and wanton thrillful
Comes death on a strange hour
Unannounced, unplanned for
Like a scaring over-friendly guest you've
Brought to bed
Death makes angels of us all
And gives us wings
Where we had shoulders
Smooth as raven's
Claws
No more money, no more fancy dress
This other kingdom seems by far the best"
3 comments:
Such a lovely picture! You are beautiful darling.
Talk of the death no more. You are a flower in bud yet to be flourished manifesting its eye-catching colour,its sweet smell: after all living is joy. Enjoy it.
Amadaeus
Força, Sarita!
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clarinha obrigada!!!!!!!!!!!
não vim cá mais cedo com medo que desse um bocadinho em choraminguice e saudades... e tinha razão! mas o que é certo é que o meu avozão está todo contente de ter um tópico no teu blog :)
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