MARIA MIRAGLIA

MARIA MIRAGLIA

FROM PRESENT TO ETERNITY

Crystal glasses on the tables

and bundles of roses

guests, elegantly dressed

chat smiling

while the sound of romantic songs

can be heard from the garden

You there, too

silent sitting

your eyes, once

of a light blue

now like the twilight colors

of an autumn's eve

staring in the void

absent

Your lonely soul

crosses space and time

from present to eternity

dreaming the winds

take you up to her

the clouds open a way through

birds point the way

up to the gates of heaven

And you once again

lay your lips on hers

and softly touch

her ethereal face

still so much loved.

MOM

I can still see you

your smile of ever

unmistakable

A door opens on the past

and me there

in that house

full of flavors and familiar smells

And you, tired at nightfall

sitting on your armchair

the cat wandering around

the lamp at your side

illuminating your face

Deep the sense of peace

in those rooms

only broken by laughters

Mild and sweet

the scent of the flowers

you loved so much

I ever felt safe

with you, mom

protected as in a fortress

high and thick its walls

Out the world

with all its worries

your loving embrace

the cure for all my pains

IFS AND BUTS

Don't ask me

my darling

what love is

all my life i spent

to understand

What i can tell you

for sure

don't believe anyone

who tells to love you

but with buts  and  ifs

A FRIEND

A friend is able to listen

helps you in hard times

make you smile

when you need

unable to betray

You will ever have him

at your side

to walk along

the paths of your life

easy or difficult

depending on your fate

and go through them

with a lighter spirit

You can share with him

your thoughts and aspirations,

your emotions your secrets

He knows how to read inside

when you want to be silent

your soul hurt

by pains and sorrows

Nothing special is asked in friendship

and if you have something to give

are all things you have not to pay:

loyalty devotion trustworthiness

and a good deal of love too

All that can be unimportant

for those in search of glory

and that only a few could relish

But take me your friend

and I will be yours.

 MARIA MIRAGLIA

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