SAUDADES DA VIDA    

                                                                            

                                                                                 TENHO SAUDADES DA VIDA

                                                                                 DO RELÓGIO QUE SEMPRE PARAVA

                                                                                 BRINCADEIRA DE ESCONDE-ESCONDE

                                                                                 E SURPRESA QUE ME ENCANTAVA.

                                                                                 TEMPO QUE BUSCAVA UMA ESTRELA

                                                                                 E POUSAVA-A NA PALMA DA MÃO

                                                                                 IRRADIANDO UMA LUZ TÃO BRILHANTE

                                                                                 QUE MEXIA COM MEU CORAÇÃO.

                                                                                 TEMPO DE VIRAR BORBOLETA

                                                                                 E VOAR PELA IMENSIDÃO

                                                                                 NAVEGAR NA SARJETA DA VIDA

                                                                                 DESENHAR COM O MEU CORAÇÃO.

                                                                                 TENHO SAUDADE DO TEMPO

                                                                                 QUE MIRAVA A NOITE COM LUA

                                                                                 NAMORAVA O SOM DO SILÊNCIO

                                                                                 E FIRMAVA MINHA MÃO JUNTO A TUA.

                                                                                 AH!...QUE TEMPO GOSTOSO

                                                                                 DE SENTIR OS MEUS PÉS NA AREIA

                                                                                 DESCANSAR NAS ONDAS DA PRAIA

                                                                                 IMITANDO O DANÇAR DAS SEREIAS.

                                                                                 QUERIA VOLTAR DE REPENTE

                                                                                 FLUTUANDO COM O VENTO NO AR

                                                                                 ABRAÇAR COM TERNURA A LOUCURA

                                                                                 E DO SONHO NÃO MAIS ACORDAR.

                                                                                 AUTORA: NARA FREITAS.