In a small white village
on a lovely sunny morning
I met a funny old lady.
She talked about her life
and we laughed a lot.
How beautiful Taormina was!
But everything ends.
“I have a malignant tumor.”
she said with a smile.
In a small white village
I met a friend of the Sun
and my heart is heavy,
so very heavy.
© Frédéric Georges Martin
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Illustration: Blossoming Almonds in Taormina (Tivadar Kosztka Csontvary, 1902)