Time is rushing me

I remember so well my childhoodGood old times!Now my children are the ones that shrive meI remember when life was made of endless Summer daysAlthough I’ve always preferred Autumn eveningsI remember playing with my brother and sistersMonopoly would last all night longIt’s still the caseCertain things will never changeI remember when my skin was firmLire la suite « Time is rushing me »


Why does the sea water taste like salt?Because that’s where the tears from the clouds land. Why is the sun so hot?To keep us warm when we are sad. Why does it rain over our heads?To wash the bad feelings away. Why is the grass green?To make us happy when days are grey. Why doLire la suite « Why… »

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