Peace and love

peace and love
out there behind the house flows a river.
Only now
the children do not have time to look at old age.
Time took away youth
– like the night takes away the evening.
There is no longer smoke from the chimney,
no chimney,
and there behind the house
still flows a river.
Concrete Paradises
She wondered
how many children
were hiding behind the trees
in the orchard?
How many chicks have hatched
in the garden?
What’s left?
The birds flew away,
the children left with their grandchildren.
Even the cherry tree that always bloomed
begins to die back.
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