.....But on this last morning all these familiar tasks seemed very precious to him.And when he watered the flower for the last time,and prepared to place her under the shelter of her glass globe , he realize that he was very close to tears.
"GOODBYE,"he said to the flower .
But she made no answer .
"GOODBYE," he said again.
The flower coughed. But it was not because she had a cold.
"I HAVE BEEN SILLY ,"she said to him, at last.
"I ASK FOR FORGIVENESS.TRY TO BE HAPPY...."
He was surprised by this absence of reproaches . He stood there all bewildered , the glass globe held arrested in mid-air.He did not understand this quiet sweetness .
"OF COURSE I LOVE YOU ," the flower said to him .
"IT IS MY FAULT THAT YOU HAVE NOT KNOW IT ALL THE WHILE.
THAT IS OF NO IMPORTANCE.BUT YOU -YOU HAVE BEEN JUST FOOLISH AS I . TRY TO BE HAPPY ....LET THE GLASS GLOBE BE .I DON'T WANT IT ANY MORE."........
Il ruomore del cuore di Edgar Allan Poe
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Giancarlo Giannini