LAGRIMAS

O despertar durante as manhãs invariavelmente nos faz abrir as pálpebras, reconhecendo o lugar onde estamos, desvanecendo-se os sonhos noturnos.

Logo de início ouço o tiritar dos pássaros alegres, saltitantes, em gritos e alegrias sem fim.

É lindo.

Contudo há dias que uma tristeza infinita incorpora todo o meu ser, molhando meus olhos:


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(senhora B em 23/10/2009)