94 vårar

tänk er att detta vore den sista våren
de sista vintergäcken, sista vårregnet
dofterna, trädgårdslängtan
fågelsången
sista
vad skulle du inte vilja vara utan då?

jag pratade med vår granne elsa när hon var ute i sin trädgård härom dagen
det var länge sedan jag såg henne sist
nu gick hon sakta, så sakta med sin rullator
hon log sitt rara leende men i ögonen såg jag sorgen
så trött
hennes 94-åriga hjärta vill inte mycket mer
nu gick hon i alla fall en efterlängtad runda i sin vårträdgård
bland vintergäck, krokusar och scillor
en trädgård på väg att vakna
en trädgård full av livskraft
hon log och ville egentligen prata mer
o r k a prata mer
men hon ville också orka gå rundan i trädgården
kanske hjärtat sa henne att det inte blir så många fler
den sista våren
leendet och sorgen

94 vårar

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imagine that this would be the last spring
the last winter aconites, last spring rain
scents, garden longing
birdsong
last
what would you not want to be without?

I talked to our neighbor elsa when she was out in her garden the other day
it was a long time since I saw her last
now she walked slowly, so slowly with her walker
she smiled her sweet smile but in her eyes I saw the grief
so tired
her 94-year-old heart does not want much more
now she went a round in her spring garden
among winter aconites, crocuses and scillas
a garden on the way to wake up
a garden full of vitality
she smiled and really wanted to talk more
to have the energy to talk more
but she also wanted to have energy to finish her round in the garden
maybe her heart told her that there will not be so many more of those
the last spring
smile and sorrow

94 springs