In a tiny window of the sky full of clouds, a mighty sun choose the sparkling light to enhance a full wonderful climate, we are marching down the spiral of life with a twist… we are great about it and we do not take any prisioner… it is a option…
Hand in hand, a boy and a girl runing free in the park, dogs and pigeon forgeting the grey time that somehaw stood like a manace in the air all around… a wind like a feather realing some parfume of the bloosom of flowers and trees, old folks playng games and some music of the orchestra in the full swing reminds me that, yes I and you are still alive…