20 March 2017

Daughter of March

I was born with the first sunrays.
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.



10 comments:

  1. W o n d e r f u l ! Both the poem and the photos.
    Wishing you a sunny week. Here it has been snowing today. Argh! :)
    Hugs!!

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    1. Thank you, Sara! I wish I could send you a little piece of spring, sunshine and warmth. :)

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  2. Beautiful 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! :)

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    1. Thank you for your kind words, Linda! :)
      Have a beautiful week!

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  3. LOVELY!!!
    Walking against the wind is daring.
    Thank you for sharing the the beauty of your soul friend

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  4. Beautiful poem and amazing macros. So vibrant yellow.

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