Autumn
From where I am sitting, the perceptible waves of the sea seem to sing a monotonous lullaby. The colourful umbrellas that invaded the beaches are closed and bathers of various ethnic cultures have come and gone, taking along in their hearts dreams and...
From where I am sitting, the perceptible waves of the sea seem to sing a monotonous lullaby. The colourful umbrellas that invaded the beaches are closed and bathers of various ethnic cultures have come and gone, taking along in their hearts dreams and unforgettable spots of this beautiful island.
The scorching sun has gradually and discretely withdrawn, leaving spaces to more soothing air while the trees will soon get rid of the old foliage and be happy to prepare themselves to welcome fresh leaves and buds.
Alas! The human body does not have this privilege. What is gone (babyhood, infancy, youth and manhood) is gone forever. There is no regeneration of cells... unfortunately.