Von Karin Kersten 05.07.2021 um 06:48 Uhr | melden
Es ist keine Trauer tief genug,
das sie nicht Trost empfinde;
So groß kein Schmerz,
den´s Schicksal schlug,
das er nicht Linderung finde.
Die Sonn durch graue Wolken bricht,
Mag auch der Winter wüten;
Der holde Lenz vergisst uns nicht -
Er kommt mit Sang und Blüten.
Alois Ruckert
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