MEDITERRANEAN, A SUMMER SONG
My infancy I spent on sandy beaches when, it seemed to me that summer would be endless.
I’d chase after a crab, much too fast to grab, then once more in the water I’d be splashing.
My house was on a hill with views I can see still, that looked out to the sea while cool soft breezes, refreshed our tangerines, allowed for sweeter dreams, to bless our nights of paradise existence.
My youth? Happily spent, where sunny rays were sent, to bronce our skin and lighten our long days, of lounging in the sand, yet knowing that we can, dive in the cool, clean waters, our Mediterranean…
Our Mediterranean, mother culture,
giver of life,
I sail now on your waters and I think of all the others that you’ve welcomed in your…
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