Poem.

on the cover of the book are
all kinds of pictures
women
Vase with Flowers
wooden houses and stone
paths
Birds
and a child

My child keeps a lesson
about angels and their wings

i
I tried to explain
why they
do not sleep
not die
and say no
never

he falls asleep
would say that an angel
and I with a white sheet under me
flick through the book rushed vociferând

necessarily will arrive
death that is greater than I
few moments
and would have to shut
in its presence at least in respect …

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