The people we shared,
Places,
That feeling, that beats desbordándote ....
Life, if you let yourself, you
newly manufactured color clothes.
And from the heart open to all, I want to shout:
Here I am living, do yourself!
.. Celeste
Make the grass paths, crossing streams, climbing rocks ... Sitting in the shade and let them tell me how to do a wooden spoon. Skirting the sea
up there on the cliff top. Await the sunset.
Hearing about the sheep with their bells. I recognize the faithful hounds. Collect
tomatoes from the garden. Getting to dinner with friends.
be alone.
! This is the time!
... but I will return! Celeste