Beautiful woman

” And one morning we get up… We’re thirty, forty, and soon to be fifty…
We realise that the years have passed at full speed, leaving us with a few wrinkles in the corners of our eyes.
And the clock continues to tick at full speed…
So we take stock!
We think back to the people we have more or less known,
To those who counted,
Those who left too soon and whom we regret,
Those who made us laugh or cry…
We remember the moments of happiness,
To those in which we felt alone and
to the dreams we had…
We see that everyone has traced their path,
Some are better than others,
But it is at this moment that we realise that there are several stages in life.
Each of these stages is different,
Each one has a particular taste and smell,
And to each, we assimilate faces,
Names, memories.
Hatreds and loves…
This is what life is:
A succession of memories…”