My Last Few Hours in Barcelona, Spain
A reflection
As I never know
if I’ll return,
I try to savour
my last few hours.
Barcelona is
enchanting.
It speaks to my soul,
and seems to know
parts of me that
have been buried.
Perhaps not completely
buried, but parked
at least.
We cannot experience
and enjoy all things
at once.
There are different
seasons
for different things.
Barcelona reminds me
of my younger days.
I would have…