For you, who shall soon receive Spring. Love, I

What will we do on these spring days that are so quickly approaching? Earlier today the sky was grey, but if you now go to the window, you are surprised and rest your cheek against its handle.

Below, you see the light of the already setting sun on the face of the little girl, who looks around as she strolls, and at the same time you see upon it the shadow of a man who follows her at a quicker pace.

Then the man has passed and the child's face is very bright.

- Franz Kafka