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Sweet, Sweet Diva
After more than thirty harvests, you have remained the same
Woman that I always cared for
And the one that I love
With the full strength of my soul.
Sweet, Sweet Mama, Mayflower
You possess the ultimate beauty and the tenderness
Of the exquisite wild roses
That explains why throughout the ages
You have safeguarded your sweetness and your wisdom.
Flower of eternal spring
You are the Angel who has kept
Your coolness and your youth. Time
Has frozen your image in my heart
You are my virgin and my happiness.
After more than thirty springs, you are the same
Person that I unequivocally loved
And who loves me
When the leaves fall in autumn
And when it snows in winter.
poem
by
Hebert Logerie
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