A Lovely Moment

A lovely moment I sat on the low wall, near the steps, down to the training center, on weekdays, the pavement is full of young people going to train, and many smoke a last cigarette before lifting heavy objects. It is a beautiful late afternoon Sunday, the trees on the avenue are still green, and the leaves look endorphins The day had been pleasantly warm, no, breeze at all which is a rarity in this town by the sea. Yet, I know the scene will shift dramatically when the westerly wind brings rain and cold. For the leaves on the oaks, I can do nothing, they will turn chocolate brown then get the red taint of someone dying consumption and silently scream before falling on wet asphalt, dragged along gutters, and drowned in a drain. My wife came and sat beside me; we sat in easy silence I love her more than ever before, now as our days are getting shorter, but for now, we enjoy sitting here enjoying our silence