A collection of verses dedicated to love, memories, beauty of places, and some haiku about nature and time .

A few lines for an author who continues to call herself not a poet even if her lyrics condemn her to this definition.

By the same author the collections “briciole d’amore“, “sarà poesia?“, “di silenzio e d’argento”, “i fiori spezzati“ and “né prima, né dopo“.

Follow the author on her Facebook group “…sarà poesia?”