this is the country of my childhood

this is the country of my childhood and frankly I do not know why I 'm a French idea, because all these years of life gave me a vision , a chance to put my thoughts in an order that is not everywhere itself, but also in the tomb posing in a vault there of the earth around like that we are sure he will not leave , this is a security that tomorrow is a day like any other , but all of Eventually I see that it is still far , there has windows , grass , people , but also of the order , history , breads, time can only watch helpless to slow degradation of furniture, when it happened to be thrown , why keep the old bones are no longer fashionable , but then when you can go, what joy , I also dream, but why is it still be ready for anything, it is not given to everyone , I am still in the world, so it's easy to do what I do, it does not take me wrong , it's just opposite, in dead silence , small heaps are piled must wait until evening to see if it works, because here it is a friendly time, so that in such a special moment, I am ready to take the first step , this is the hardest , especially when she is thirty years younger , I wonder why I would go so far that's why I forget what I experienced that day, that it brings me this is a again an emotion which I use to further my quest , something that happens without the same taste , but it is better than I thought , because in life things little by little we discover