SCRISOARE
\nA fost sublim, a fost frumos,
\nDar timpul a zburat spre cosmos
\nS-a scurs, s-a \u00eencheiat se pare,
\nDar timpul a fost s\u0103rb\u0103toare.<\/p>\n
E dureros c-a fost prea scurt
\nTot timpul c\u00e2t l-am petrecut,
\nA\u0219 vrea s\u0103-l mai lungesc ni\u021bel,
\nDar timpul este cel mi\u0219el.<\/p>\n
Pl\u00e2ng \u0219i nu pot s\u0103 m\u0103 opresc,
\nEste normal, este firesc
\nC\u0103ci pleac\u0103 iar \u00een dep\u0103rtare
\nFratele meu; inima m\u0103 doare.<\/p>\n
Afar\u0103 plou\u0103 ne\u00eencetat
\n\u0218i cerul pl\u00e2nge c-a\u021bi plecat,
\nEu nu pot lacrimi s\u0103 opresc
\nC\u0103ci s\u0103 pleca\u021bi nu \u00eemi doresc.<\/p>\n
\u00ce\u021bi mul\u021bumesc c\u0103 ai venit
\nC\u0103ci tare mult eu mi-am dorit
\nS\u0103 vii din nou la tine acas\u0103
\n\u0218i cu cumnata mea frumoas\u0103.<\/p>\n
V\u0103 port mereu \u00een rug\u0103ciune
\n\u0218i v\u0103 doresc doar lucruri bune
\nSunte\u021bi ai mei \u0219i v\u0103 iubesc
\nCu g\u00e2ndul eu v\u0103 \u00eenso\u021besc.<\/p>\n
S\u0103 m\u0103 purta\u021bi mereu \u00een g\u00e2nd
\nChiar de uita\u021bi al meu cuv\u00e2nt,
\nAtunci c\u00e2nd v\u0103 este mai greu
\nS\u0103 \u0219ti\u021bi, m\u0103 rog la Dumnezeu.<\/p>\n
Nu am nimic, dar sunt bogat\u0103,
\nFamilia mi-e minunat\u0103,
\nE darul meu cel mai de pre\u021b
\nA\u0219 vrea s-o spun c\u00e2t mai cite\u021b.<\/p>\n
Sunt foarte, foarte fericit\u0103
\nM\u0103 simt sublim, sunt \u00eemplinit\u0103
\nFamilie cum e a mea
\nNu cred c\u0103 are nimenea.<\/p>\n
Chiar dac\u0103 suntem desp\u0103r\u021bi\u021bi
\nDe timp \u0219i spa\u021biu; suntem uni\u021bi
\nDe dragostea care ne leag\u0103
\nLumea nu poate s\u0103 \u00een\u021beleag\u0103.
\nEmilia Dinescu<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
SCRISOARE A fost sublim, a fost frumos, Dar timpul a zburat spre cosmos S-a scurs, s-a \u00eencheiat se pare, Dar timpul a fost s\u0103rb\u0103toare. E dureros c-a fost prea scurt Tot timpul c\u00e2t l-am petrecut, A\u0219 vrea s\u0103-l mai lungesc ni\u021bel, Dar timpul este cel mi\u0219el. Pl\u00e2ng \u0219i nu pot s\u0103 m\u0103 opresc, Este normal, […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":47,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[134],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-12687","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-generale"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/intercer.net\/blogs\/poeziisieditoriale\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12687","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/intercer.net\/blogs\/poeziisieditoriale\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/intercer.net\/blogs\/poeziisieditoriale\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intercer.net\/blogs\/poeziisieditoriale\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/47"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intercer.net\/blogs\/poeziisieditoriale\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=12687"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/intercer.net\/blogs\/poeziisieditoriale\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12687\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":12688,"href":"https:\/\/intercer.net\/blogs\/poeziisieditoriale\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12687\/revisions\/12688"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/intercer.net\/blogs\/poeziisieditoriale\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=12687"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intercer.net\/blogs\/poeziisieditoriale\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=12687"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intercer.net\/blogs\/poeziisieditoriale\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=12687"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}