My cradle was rocked by the Spring.
I've never run out of daydreams.
I've always walked against the wind.
Március lánya
A felkelő nappal születtem.
A tavasz volt könnyelmű dajkám.
Vad álmain nevelt fel engem.
Majd itt hagyott vén fejjel, árván.
20 March 2017
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W o n d e r f u l ! Both the poem and the photos.
ReplyDeleteWishing you a sunny week. Here it has been snowing today. Argh! :)
Hugs!!
Thank you, Sara! I wish I could send you a little piece of spring, sunshine and warmth. :)
DeleteBeautiful poem, Edit, and your photos are stunning, just like a ray of sunshine! Thank you so much for sharing, and I hope you have a wonderful week! :)
ReplyDeleteThank you for your kind words, Linda! :)
DeleteHave a beautiful week!
LOVELY!!!
ReplyDeleteWalking against the wind is daring.
Thank you for sharing the the beauty of your soul friend
:-)
DeleteThank you, Baili!
Beautiful poem and amazing macros. So vibrant yellow.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much, Klara!
DeleteFun imagery
ReplyDeleteThank you so much!
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