Elisab Beatriz Valero


Me pone nostalgica el atardecer.
La brisa dicembrina acaricia mi tez.
Entra suavemente por mi ventana.
Esta suave brisa que me engalana.
El atardecer me causa un placer.
esa brisa fría silente.
Brisa, brisa fresca, que aviva mis recuerdos, en el atardecer.
Se mueven las cortinas, en un suave vaiven.!

Yo sigo absorta recordando.
Momentos gratos en el atardecer.
Tarde que ya se acaba, para recibir el anochecer.
Me siento en completa, paz.
En este fresco atardecer..
A Dios le doy gracias.
Por esta diáfana tarde que pasé..


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