Dedicated to Dajena Mason
I know an angel from the east of Adriatic,
as graceful as a Golden Eagle and
as charming as a Balkan Lynx!
In the human world she
clipped her wings and became
a poet, a wife, a mother and a friend,
a mentor too of tender hearts and minds
with a prince and a princess of her own!
Her words shine when the world
is shrouded in a darkness
and steeped in an abysmal misery,
it finds peace and solace in her poetry!
All I can say is I pray for her in return,
that may she have honor and the name, Albanian!