’: Evo João Camões Fernandes
2 min readOct 16, 2024
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Do you still rememberThat dusty pathCut between two thatches,Huts, and a single palm?You smiled,With your scarlet scarfOf soft silk tied,Your white dressWas the peace of my soul,And my dreamsThe peace of yours.As evening fell.From a distant cathedralThe Ave Marias rang out.You kneltAnd prayedFor you, for me,And for the cold earth.Night softly came.Your tiny handRested on my chest,Broad and strong,And you fastened the buttonOf my linen shirt!And oh, God!In that moment,You were mother and daughter,
