Karl Wiener

Quatre-vingts ans

 

 J’ai quatre-vingts ans et espère

 mon centième anniversaire.

Je ne construis plus de maisons

et ne procrée plus d'enfants.

Pourtant je pourrais écrire un livre

qui vous annonce ma façon de vivre.

Je devrais aussi planter des bouleaux,

je me sens bien, c’est tout comme il faut.

 

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