Capítulo L –Tiempo#

The light filters through the blinds, like arrows straight to my face they arrive, the light accompanied with her friend that sprouts and, a green smell wakes me up with a frying pan It's spring! I draw the blinds and dazzle my eyes; inside the mountains I noticed the suspense of the spring that sweeps away the winter now, this was kept quiet, it has woken up with the melodies of the four seasons of Vivialdi, which before retinned with each note but now it is warm and bright, it is the queen of March, the landscape I see is certainly inspiring. And I can't believe the memory of yesterday, the thought is farcical, if I didn't remember the feel of your hands, I would think it's a lie, no doubt it's beautiful to think of you every morning and know that I am for you.