Each year has its seasons
comets pass and return
happiness hides and reappears
health slips and rises
the mood seems like a stock exchange graph
the day becomes night
and the night becomes day
and sometimes the stars can be seen
other times they are not.
Why should love be different
and last forever?
Ours is a love in episodes,
and so what?
Let's enjoy while it lasts
and then ...
then we'll wait for the next time.

March 24, 2020