Dear parents,
I found myself in a proverbial city with uncountable trees,
which exhibit tremendous prosper. Some of them are this spring’s buds,
other can compare ancient walls. Remembering.
Muted, to avoid wailing.
It’s only early afternoon, yet everything's ready.
Animal cohorts waiting
to disembark. I guess they are fed. Up.
I guess they will eventually be called. Off. Autumn leaves.
But I can not leave. Not yet.
Pray for me!
Faithfully. Yours,
Zala.
To je fotoverz, beri skupaj s pogledom na fotografijo:
Fotoverz na enem listu
Tudi jaz kdaj kaj najdem! In tole je lepa izpoved od pomladi do jeseni... ko je treba v času vztrajati; ko si mlad, je včasih težko (vztrajati v času).
Spremeniti jezik, da bi se izognil(i) joku - in postati kot listi dreves ... čestitke,
lp, Ana
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Napisal/a: Mirjam Dular
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