| Popis: |
An evening I visited the park and sitting there on the bench I could see my childhood playing. It was an evening so dear to me, the wind teasing my hair, sunshine caressing my skin, lush green grass tickling my soles, my frolic life joyously jumping around, so free, so relieved, how easy everything seemed but one step towards the steep grassy slope seemed like a great leap, cackling laughter slowly changed to screams. How hard I tried to stop my flow of thoughts, but in that neverending fall childhood grew up, feelings bloomed, a flood of emotions, an upsurge of expectations into disappointments. |
