Yesterday I was at the beach.
It was the end of the afternoon
and in my face I could feel the breeze.
The waves were small and calm as I was.
There weren´t clouds in the sky
and I could see
the horizon while
birds were crossing it.
The weather was warm and dry.
Blue light was the sea
contrasting with the white
sand under my feet.
I thought that everything was perfect,
but you were not there for me!
"Sunset at the sea", Renoir, 1879.
