The Swan
Once my mom told me a story
About a swan singing a song…
She says the swan knew death was coming
And before it happens…
It wanted all birds around listen
A beautiful Love song to sparkle the lake
She told me the swan was enchanted
Because never ever a swan sang a song
As a girl I was listening attentively
Without understanding
The story at all
She continued… and I was delighted
To hear the end of my mom’s tale
But instead, I saw her eyes closing
… As she whispered
A song… I will never forget
Later on I discover the story
Was not even true, was only a fairy- tale
But I keep in my heart her anecdote
As I believe truth… everything she said
As I remember her
In a Love song … through sparkles
As the Swan in the lake…
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