The Pension Poem by Gianfranco Aurilio

The Pension



"There's no need to rush.
Everything happens in its time."
The wind said to the leaf
that, still green,
wanted to fly.
And when that time
finally came,
the leaf realized
that it had turned yellow.

Tuesday, September 5, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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9.5. '16
from the collection "Menu of love"
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