DAY OF APRIL
By Maria Rosa Leo
walked hand in hand, silent, listening to the sounds of silence, under our feet, a carpet of leaves yellow, cracked our step, marking the rapid pace of our hearts, the chirping of birds, the gentle wind accompanied our walk, in the first corner this afternoon, April 1, steal your first kiss.
much time has passed since then, spent nearly forty years, and today like yesterday, holding hands, walked through the sunny streets, crunching leaves underfoot in this April afternoon.
we grow older, it really shows our body, our offspring grew and I began to bear fruit.
all started that day when you stole the first kiss, Remember?
I look, our eyes meet, and our hearts are accelerated as that first day of April.
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