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Monday, January 30, 2006
SPRING SUMMER
SPRING SUMMER
Wanderlino Arruda
Almost pregnant of sunlight
and of an illuminated essence,
my Spring walks,
towards a waiting Summer.
If November is just coming,
I know that December won’t be long,
the weather smells of change.
The calendar, linking day and night,
never misses, never errs,
because it lives in certainty.
There will always be a today,
there will always be a tomorrow.
What isn’t present, is past,
what isn’t past, is future.
How wonderful is a spring Summer!
POEMAS
ELOS CLUBE DE M ONTES CLAROS
ESPIRITISMO ONLINE
FOLCORE
BRÉSIL POETIQUE
CULTURE
POEMAS BRASIL
FORTUNE
HISTORIA DE MONTES CLAROS
LINKS ESPIRITAS
WANDERLINO ARRUDA
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posted by POEMA VIRTUAL
: 4:38 PM
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