Impressions Poem by Gianfranco Aurilio
Impressions
Since you've been gone,
my love,
the days
have lost their splendour
the flowers
look withered
and in spring
I barely notice
the trees in bloom.
Since you've been gone,
my love,
the Christmas lights
look dark
and I greet the new year
unsmiling
while the Nativity set
stays shut
in its box.
It's life
that changes the future
but it's always death
that changes the present.
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