INTERNATIONAL WOMEN ' S DAY

                                                    INTERNATIONAL WOMEN'S DAY

 

Today, in the solitude of a sweet coffee I want to remember the 'burning of the Triangle Factory to extend the Tender 123 Rose remember those who have not known the dignity of being a Woman.

 

 

Woman, you are very beautiful and how much you Dear, you're so sweet when you prepare the coffee, you abandon yourself to pleasant Tenderness when you get dressed, you admire in the mirror, you get ready to face the Everyday Life.

 

We never know appreciate you in your Right Value, six Amazingly Unique and unrepeatable, six at the same time Mother, Daughter, Wife, Lover; have an exciting force in carrying out the tasks for Work Realize that, and then return home to prepare dinner for the family, put in place spending, correcting papers of the children who go to school and be sympathetic and smiling with all Family members while Males after working they go to the bar to drink a glass of beer with friends to detox from negative energies of the transferor assembly.

 

 

I want every time there is the Aurora Bright give a bunches of flowers saying "THANK YOU, WOMAN!" then move me like a child in front of all those women who take the Metro at 5 in the morning to go to the factory or to arrive on time in the office, to those who teach the Poetry of Life to the children of the school, to those who go in fields to collect the first fruits of the earth and those who offer all their support and their natural understanding to men who, honestly, find your own Being in work and, by changing the object's own performance, changing themselves in improving their conditions of life.

 

 

 

Without You, oh woman, I would feel like a lost child who slips from the hand of Mother Safe Driving.

Without You, oh woman, World loses its light, the 'Existence loses Consistency and' Love loses Salvific Beauty.

Without You, oh woman, lose the 'Enthusiasm in writing to find the' intimate pleasure of Dialogue.

And so, with chaste Heart, with the Crystal Eyes as the Sea I dedicate these affectionately Sublime Verses

 

 

Lives more life in one of your beautiful eyes, and oh Dear Tender Woman,
of how both poets can invent in your praise.

 

                                                                                    Gianluigi Melucci