A Tília (the Linden)
With vast amount of feelings and emotions, our “Tília” was since always the reference of our house. An emotional prose was dedicated to it by my father on his adult life, the Tília that my grandfather affectionally planted warning my father not to grab it, could break it!
However, still a child, when I got conscious of what surrounded me, the Tília carried its enormous dimension and the crown sheltering us on its shadow. It was, as I said, the reference when from distance we look for our house, and was the Tília we tried to figure out, it was there we belong to.
Under its cover, my brothers and I we played, we run around the Tília, we laid down on its shadow, breathing its unique perfume, we slept.
Que saudades! (I miss you so much!)