segunda-feira, julho 23, 2007

A POEM FOR TODAY - CINZA

Ash

by Linda Pastan

.....

We fall l­ike leaves,
anonymous as snow,
like ash, like weeds
under some farmer’s hoe.

We fear the dark
and watch the light recede.
We know death smiles
on every child conceived.

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