Pure transport the crowd ignores
And who are we happy days
Until we hopefully still
What is remembered forever.
Go, dry your beautiful eyes crying
Your fate is not disinherited.
Your share is still the best,
Do not complain, O my beauty!
What is missing is very little
When the spring is red,
And when you live like rose
fragrance, shade and sole
(Victor Hugo All-Lyre)
Summer passes quickly and it is unfortunately time to quitter.Sur these few verses I close the shutters again this blogs.Et hoping you find in other Recre In a healthier planet, thank you and wish you a peaceful year.
