🌿💜When the evening comes, with its slow interlayer,
You notice the time passing.
Pass on your skin,
Leaving joys,
Sorrows ..
Pass.
Like a light breeze,
It moves your memories,
As if they were strands of hair over the eyes,
Making you see, horizons never seen before.
Memories come,
Like flocks of mad birds.
They crowd the mind.
Some with bright colors,
They fly you light
On the memories of distant times,
Tearing you a slight smile
Like a pure kiss from a young child.
Others, black as ravens.
They cloud your mind.
Heavy as boulders,
They swoop down on you,
Tearing your soul apart.
And the pain goes into your eyes,
Like sand carried by the wind,
And tears fall, which wet the face ..
But then,
you realize that everything is far away in time.
That now the sand in the eyes,
It flew away.
Think about tomorrow ..
Your tomorrow.
The sun will shine.
It will gently warm your skin,
Made cold by the night ..
Breathe,
let the air fill your heart,
And smile looking at the new horizon.
Because it's yours alone, live it.💜🍀🌼🌻🌺🌷🥀
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