Our Summer in Essaouira. It came and then it was a-snap-of-the-fingers over.
Did we spend it as we should have? Did we rest enough? Did we play enough?
The picnics - should there have been more?
Did we skip enough stones?
Did we collect enough shells?
Did we jump enough waves?
How can it be that there is no more?
Did we let it slip away?
Is this the way life is? Will we blink and suddenly find ourselves old?
