1738. G\u00c2NDURILE MELE
\nAzi am citit ceva frumos \u0219i am pl\u00e2ns,
\nDar dintr-o dat\u0103 pl\u00e2nsul s-a transformat \u00een r\u00e2s,
\nSunt mam\u0103, am trei b\u0103ie\u021bi, am trei comori, sunt fericit\u0103,
\nIar ast\u0103zi, stau \u00een rug\u0103 \u0219i cerului \u00eei mul\u021bumesc, sunt \u00eemplinit\u0103.<\/p>\n
B\u0103iatul meu nu-mi apar\u021bine, mi l-a furat o fat\u0103,
\nDar nu m-am sup\u0103rat, e limpede, tot se \u00eent\u00e2mpla odat\u0103,
\nM\u0103 bucur c\u0103 nu-i nor\u0103, eu nor\u0103 nu-mi doresc,
\nE fata mea, din suflet \u00eei spun c\u0103 o iubesc.<\/p>\n
Meleaguri dep\u0103rtate azi mi-au furat b\u0103iatul,
\nE trist\u0103 dep\u0103rtarea, am r\u0103mas cu oftatul,
\nC\u0103ci dorul este mare, \u00een rug\u0103 eu \u00eel port,
\nCa mam\u0103, dep\u0103rtarea, eu simt c\u0103 n-o suport.<\/p>\n
Chiar dac\u0103 e cu mine, e puiul meu cel mic,
\n\u00cel port \u00een rug\u0103ciune, eu nu-i pot da nimic,
\nDar Dumnezeu din ceruri eu vreau s\u0103-l ocroteasc\u0103,
\nCa Dumnezeu nu poate nici mama s\u0103 iubeasc\u0103.<\/p>\n
Eu nu mai cer nimic, prea multe am primit,
\nCadou dumnezeiesc \u0219i de nepre\u021buit,
\nEste nepoata mea, o fat\u0103 ca o floare,
\nEu nu mai cer nimic, ce mai pot cere oare?<\/p>\n
Dar stau \u00een rug\u0103ciune, c\u0103ci multe vor mai fi,
\nEu le a\u0219tept pe toate, \u00eei am pe ai mei copii,
\nDarul suprem de sus, eu nu l-am meritat,
\nDoar Dumnezeu e bun, m-a binecuv\u00e2ntat.
\nEmilia Dinescu<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
1738. G\u00c2NDURILE MELE Azi am citit ceva frumos \u0219i am pl\u00e2ns, Dar dintr-o dat\u0103 pl\u00e2nsul s-a transformat \u00een r\u00e2s, Sunt mam\u0103, am trei b\u0103ie\u021bi, am trei comori, sunt fericit\u0103, Iar ast\u0103zi, stau \u00een rug\u0103 \u0219i cerului \u00eei mul\u021bumesc, sunt \u00eemplinit\u0103. B\u0103iatul meu nu-mi apar\u021bine, mi l-a furat o fat\u0103, Dar nu m-am sup\u0103rat, e limpede, […]<\/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,"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[134],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-18933","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-generale"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/intercer.net\/blogs\/poeziisieditoriale\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18933","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=18933"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/intercer.net\/blogs\/poeziisieditoriale\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18933\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":18934,"href":"https:\/\/intercer.net\/blogs\/poeziisieditoriale\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18933\/revisions\/18934"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/intercer.net\/blogs\/poeziisieditoriale\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=18933"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intercer.net\/blogs\/poeziisieditoriale\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=18933"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intercer.net\/blogs\/poeziisieditoriale\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=18933"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}